Watuta; he knows every
art of war. He has never been beaten in the battle, either by the
Wabena, or the Warungu, or the Wawemba, or any other; and though I have
furnished him with men, he has always given me the greater and the most
valuable share. Why wilt thou, who art but a boy, tell me these things
concerning Ferodia? Be patient; I will ask him when he comes for these
slaves for thee. But had it not been for the good deed this man did for
thee, I should have ordered Ferodia to roast them all alive. Go thou,
rather, and do thy duty towards these travellers; give them food and
drink; and when they have rested, give each a house. Then let my
daughter Lamoli be given to Moto for wife; and to this tall man give one
of my female slaves for wife. Katalambula has spoken."

While the King was speaking he was evidently getting more peevish, for
he was old and soon tired; so Kalulu refrained from taxing his patience
further, and beckoning to Moto and Simba, he walked away with his
guests, leaving the King to be assisted by his chiefs to his quarters.

When young Kalulu arrived at his own house, or rather room--for the
entire square was surrounded but by one house--he again embraced Moto,
and promised to leave no stone unturned until he had secured the freedom
of the Arab boys. "But," said Kalulu, "it is well for them that you are
my friend, as I do not think I can ever forgive the Arabs for murdering
my father; and the King finds it very hard to do this thing for you,
because in Mostana he lost a brother; and those of our tribe who have
travelled far to hunt and kill elephants always come back with tales of
their cruelty. I fear if Ferodia insists on their being slaves my uncle
will not resist him; for, but for you, nothing would please him better
than to torture them, and I should have liked it too."

"Oh, Kalulu," said Moto, "you do not know Selim. He would never have
treated a man badly, neither did his father. Simba and I were proud to
be slaves of such a man as Amer bin Osman, and we were proud to call
Selim our young master. Do you know that Selim is just your age, though
you are taller than he is, and you are thinner than he was; though, poor
boy! he will be thin enough when he comes here. But how you have grown,
Kalulu! yet you cannot be more than sixteen years old!"

"I do not know how old I am," Kalulu said, laughing. "I wae little when
I saw you, or you would never have caught me. But I must do wha