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of all of them were ostentatiously against the 

 culprit, and they were prepared for the virtuous 

 enjoyment characteristic of the orthodox sure- 

 of-their-salvation at a heresy trial. 



Court opened with me in my camp-chair in 

 front of the tent. AU stood beside me, erect 

 with gratified horror, and eager to show that 

 he was not merely an interpreter but a prose- 

 cutor and assistant judge. Abject GouvimaU 

 stood in front, with head hanging. The others 

 ranged themselves in a semicircle, and filled 

 the function of a Greek chorus. The proceed- 

 ings were as follows: 



I (with frowning majesty): "Tell Gouvimali he knows 

 that I have treated him very, very well; besides his wages, 

 I have given him tea and sugar and tobacco and a red 



blanket." 



Ali translates with the thunderous eloquence of Cicero 

 against Verres; Verres writhes. 



Chorus (with hands raised at the thought of such 

 magnificent generosity): "Oh, what a good Bwana!" 



I (reproachfully): "Whenever I shot a Hon or an ele- 

 phant I gave him some silver rupees." 



Ah translates this with a voice shaken by emotion over 

 the human baseness that could forget such gifts. 



Chorus (in ecstatic contemplation of my virtue): "Oh, 

 what a generous Bwana!" 



I (leaning forward toward the accused): "And yet he 

 started to shoot at a rhinoceros the Bwana Merodadi 

 [Dandy Master, the Master who was a dandy to shoot and 

 ride and get game] was photographing." 



