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“Isay，Major，“saidJeekie，“ifyougobblechopsofastyougoillinside。Poorniggerlikemecan’tkeepupwithyouandsleephungryto-night。“
“Iamsorry，Jeekie，“saidAlanwithalittlelaugh，“butIcan’teatofflivingtables，especiallywhentheystareatonelikethat。Youtellthemthatto-morrowwewillbreakfastalone。“
“Oh，yes，Itellthem，Major，butIdon’tknowiftheylisten。Theymeanitgreatcomplimentandonlythinkyounotlikethosegirlsandsendothers。“
“Lookhere，Jeekie，“exclaimedAlan，turninghismaskedfacetowardsthetwowhoremained，“letuscometoanunderstandingatonce。Clearthemout。TellthemIamsoholythatLittleBonsaisenoughforme。
SayIcan’tbearthesightoffemales，andthatiftheystophereI
willsacrificethem。Sayanythingyoulike，onlygetridofthemandlockthedoor。“
Thusadjured，Jeekiebegantoreasonwiththewomen，andastheytreatedhisremarkswithloftydisdain，atlastseizedfirstoneandthentheotherbytheelbowsandliterallyranthemoutoftheroom。
“There，“hesaid，“baggagegonesinceyoumakesuchfussaboutit，thoughI’specttheytrytogivemeBeanforthisjob“(herehespokenotinfigurativeEnglishslang，butoftheCalabarbean，whichisafavouritenativepoison)。“Well，dinnergoneandgirlsgone，andwetired，sobestgotobed。Thinkweallprivateherenow，thoughinGoldHousenevercanbesure，“andhelookedroundhimsuspiciously，adding，“rummyplace，GoldHouse，fullofallsortofholesmadebyoldfellowsthousandyearago，whichnooneknowbutBonsapriests。
Still，bestriskitandtakeoffyourfacesothatyouhavedecentwash，“andhebegantounlacethemaskonhismaster’shead。
NeverhasaCityclerkdressedupforafancyballinthearmourofaNormanknight，beenmoregladtogetridofhiscostumethanwasAlanofthathatefulhead-dress。Atlengthitwasgonewithhisothergarmentsandthemuch-neededwashaccomplished，afterwhichheclothedhimselfinakindoflinengownwhichapparentlyhadbeenprovidedforhim，andlaydownononeofthecouches，placinghisrevolverbyhisside。
“Willthoselampsburnallnight，Jeekie？“heasked。
“Hopeso，Major，aswehaven’tgotnomatch。NotfondofdarkinGoldHouse，“answeredJeekiesleepily。Thenhebegantosnore。
Alanfellasleep，butwastooexcitedandtiredtorestverysoundly。
Allsortsofdreamscametohim，oneofwhichherememberedonawakening，perhapsbecauseitwasthelast。Hedreamedthatheheardsomenoiseandopenedhiseyes，toseethattheywerenolongeraloneintheroom。Theoillampshadburnedquitelow，indeedsomeofthemwereout，butbythelightofthosethatremainedhesawatallfigurewhichseemedtoappearattheedgeofthesurroundingblackness，awoman’sfigure。Itwalkedforwardtothealtar-likestoneuponwhichlaythetinboxcontainingLittleBonsa，andafterseveralratherawkwardattempts，succeededinopeningit，therebymakinganoisewhich，inhisdream，finallyawokeAlan。Forawhilethefiguregazedatthefetish。Thenitshutthebox，glidedtohisbedandbentdownasthoughtostudyhim。Outofthecornersofhiseyeshepeeredupatit，pretendingallthewhiletobefastasleep。
Itwasthatofawomanwonderfullycladingold-spangled，veil-likegarmentswithroundbossesshapedtothebreast，coveredwit
