re the Isisi divides the land of the N'gombi from the lands of
the Good Chief, I came, travelling by day and night with the river, for
many strange things have happened which are too wonderful for me. This
Chief Busesi, whom all men call good, has a daughter by his second wife.
In the year of the High Crops she was given to a stranger from the
forest, him they call Gufuri-Bululu, and he took her away to live in his
hut."

Sanders sat up. "Go on, man," he said.

"Lord, she has returned and performs wonderful magic," said the man,
"for by the wonder of her eyes she can make dead men live and live men
die, and all people are afraid. Also, lord, there was a wise man in the
forest, who was blind, and he had a daughter who was the prop and staff
of him, and because of his wisdom, and because she hated all who
rivalled her, the woman D'rona Gufuri told certain men to seize the girl
and hold her in a deep pool of water until she was dead."

"This is a bad palaver," said Sanders; "but you shall tell me what you
mean by the wonder of her eyes."

"Lord," said the man, "she looks upon men, and they do her will. Now, it
is her will that there shall be a great dance on the Rind of the Moon,
and after she shall send the spears of the people of Busesi--who is old
and silly, and for this reason is called good--against the N'gombi
folk."

"Oh," said Sanders, biting his lip in thought, "by the wonder of her
eyes!"

"Lord," said the man, "even I have seen this, for she has stricken men
to the ground by looking at them, and some she has made mad, and others
foolish."

Sanders turned his head at a noise from the doorway. The tall figure of
Hamilton stood peering sleepily at the light.

"I heard your voice," he said apologetically. "What is the trouble?"

Briefly Sanders related the story the man had told.

"Wow!" said Hamilton, in a paroxysm of delight.

"What's wrong?"

"Bones!" shouted Hamilton. "Bones is the fellow. Let him go up and
subdue her with his eye. He's the very fellow. I'll go over and call
him, sir."

He hustled into his clothing, slipped on a mackintosh, and, making his
way across the dark square, admitted himself to the sleeping-hut of
Lieutenant Tibbetts. By the light of his electric torch he discovered
the slumberer. Bones lay on his back, his large mouth wide open, one
thin leg thrust out from the covers, and he was making strange noises.
Hamilton found the lamp and lit it, then he proceeded to the
heart