The black man obeys and puts away his gods, but he worships them all the time in his soul.

We must get his gods on our side, and then he will move mountains.

We must do as John Laputa did with Sheba's necklace.' 'That's all in the air,' said Stumm, but he did not laugh.
'It is sober common sense,' I said.

'But you must begin at the right end.

First find the race that fears its priests.