We will come and take the white man, Vernoon, who is to be Mungana, and carry him away.

In return we promise not to follow or molest you, or any others in your camp.

Indeed, why should we, who do not desire to be killed by the dreadful magic that you have, a magic that makes a noise and pierces through our bodies from afar?
What were the words of the Asika?
'Bring back Vernoon, or perish.
I care for nothing else, bring back Vernoon to be my husband.'" "Good," said Owl No.

1, "within the half of an hour Vernoon shall be ready for you." "Good," answered Owl No.

2, "within half an hour eight of us will be without the east face of your camp to receive him." "Silently ?" "Silently, my brother in Bonsa.