“HALCYON DAYSY 
157 
Caga man regarding me witli a friendly grin, which 
exposes a row of filed and villainous teeth. It is my 
milkman, he who supplies me every morning with an 
extra quantity of milk which is needed for butter¬ 
making. A conversation ensues, wherein neither 
understands the other to any extent, for I am as yet 
ignorant of Ki-caga, and my interlocutor knows no 
Swahili. However, he evidently wants me to do 
something, for 
like a dog he 
will not leave me 
alone, but keeps 
going on a little 
way along the 
path, and then 
looking back. So 
I gather that he 
wishes me to ac¬ 
company him. We 
soon arrive at the 
hedge round a 
native compound, 
and, passing 
through the nar¬ 
row triangular 
doorway, girt 
about with living 
tree-trunks, and 
blocked, if need 
be, by a rough- 
hewn massive 
plank, we enter 
a small yard 
Fig. 41.- 
wherein stand three buildings. 
-Caga Doorway. 
One is a neatly- 
