We have taken them to Heaven.

Heaven has accepted them.

We have offered them fruit, and they have eaten the banana.

The King of the Rain--the Queen of the Clouds! Korong! Receive them!" Tu-Kila-Kila glanced at them with an approving glance, strangely compounded of pleasure and terror.

"They are plump," he said shortly.
"They are indeed Korong.