But how could you be blamed for your dreams? Dreams were nothing. just idle fancies that came to when you slept. "You took a picture of one of our women!" Good God, it was the voice again! Now i was really frightened. "Tupho!" But the Karenese singer with the impressive whiskers only showed his face in the next morning. He was looking at me strangely. "What's up, Tupho?" Couldn't you sleep last nightT "Ah, I was just a bit cold." "You should have brought a thicker jacket" Yeah, I should have When I came face to face with my host, I didn't have the courage to look him in the face. felt like I was in disgrace. Old Tili was just as hospitable as he had been the day before. He didn't act in any way as though anything unusual had happened. And Tupho, too, looked just as cheerful and carefree as he usually did. Nothing remained of the horrors of the night before. After eating and sitting around for a while, Tupho and I walked around the village. I saw Mpala walking by herself. Tupho was talking to a man feeding an elephant.