So the Sultan said, "Bring them here that I may know that your story is
true."
So Hapendeki said, "I will bring them here at eight o'clock to-night,
but I want you to turn out all the lights when I come and only turn them
on when I tell you."
So at eight o'clock Hapendeki brought the seven heads, and all the
lights were turned out, and he arranged them in front of the Sultan's
palace, which was seven storied, one head he put on the roof and one
head on every storey.
When the lights were turned on everybody fell back in fear and
astonishment, for there, shining and glittering in the light, were the
seven heads of Pemba Muhori.
So the trumpets pealed and the cannons roared and there was great
rejoicing, and the Sultan gave his daughter in marriage to Hapendeki.
[Illustration: Rhino]
And this is the end of the story, and whether it is good or whether it
is bad I do not know, but if it is good, its goodness belongs to all,
and if it is bad, its badness belongs to him who tells it alone.