In fact, I think this may be done at once while you are here with us, O Kalubi, where perhaps you do not expect to be found.
I will go strike upon the pot without the door; doubtless though it is late, some will hear.

Nay, man, stand you still; we have knives and our servants have spears," and I made as though to pass him.
"Lord," he said, "I will give you the Mother of the Holy Flower and her daughter; aye, and the Holy Flower itself dug up by the roots, and I swear that if I can, I will set you and them safe across the lake, only asking that I may come with you, since here I dare not stay.

Yet the curse will come too, but if so, it is better to die of a curse in a day to be, than to-morrow at the fangs of the god.

Oh! why was I born! Why was I born!" and he began to weep.
"That is a question many have asked and none have been able to answer, O friend Kalubi, though mayhap there is an answer somewhere," I replied in a kind voice.
For my heart was stirred with pity of this poor wretch mazed and lost in his hell of superstition; this potentate who could not escape from the trappings of a hateful power, save by the door of a death too horrible to contemplate; this priest whose doom it was to be slain by the very hands of his god, as those who went before him had been slain, and as those who came after him would be slain.
"Yet," I went on, "I think you have chosen wisely, and we hold you to your word.

While you are faithful to us, we will say nothing.