? ? ? ? "Arab!" cried Mugambi. "What do you here?"
? ? ? ? "We come in peace," Achmet Zek called back.
? ? ? ? "Then turn and go in peace," replied Mugambi. "We do not want you here. There can be no peace between Arab and Waziri."
? ? ? ? Mugambi, although not born in Waziri, had been adopted into the tribe, which now contained no member more jealous of its traditions and its prowess than he.
? ? ? ? Achmet Zek drew to one side of his horde, speaking to his men in a low voice. A moment later, without warning, a ragged volley was poured into the ranks of the Waziri. A couple of warriors fell, the others were for charging the attackers; but Mugambi was a cautious as well as a brave leader. He knew the futility of charging mounted men armed with muskets. He withdrew his force behind the shrubbery of the garden. Some he dispatched to various other parts of the grounds surrounding the bungalow.
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