One morning something happened.

The girl came running for me to go to her hut, and there lay the mysterious stranger apparently stretched out for dead.

I soon realised that he was in a fit of some kind.
I now approach the momentous time when this unfortunate man recovered his senses.

When he regained consciousness after the fit Yamba and I were with him, and so was his wife.

I had not seen him for some days, and was much shocked at the change that had taken place.