CHAPTER XXVIII.

The King had allotted to us, for the purposes of our camp, a large

vacant space a little over two hundred yards from his own residence.

And we had scarcely settled down, when, on the morning of the

thirtieth of May, an officer presented himself to our interpreters

with the information that his royal master would receive us that same

day.

As we wished to appear before the African monarch in full splendour,

we all devoted ourselves at once to the mysteries of the toilet.

Since we left Khartoum we had not had any special reason for getting

ourselves up regardless of expense, and it was, therefore, with a

certain amount of satisfaction and a slight admixture of self-complacency,

that we opened our portmanteaus, for the purpose of

extracting therefrom the garments reserved for special occasions.

De Morin and I selected hunting tunics with carved buttons, white

waistcoats, velvet caps, and splendid riding boots. Round our waists

we wore leathern belts, which held our hunting knives, loaded

revolvers, and a box of cartridges, and these, with our carbines

slung across our shoulders, completed our costume.

The Doctor adopted a semi-official "get-up" calculated to take the

fancy of the blacks; a blue coat with large brass buttons, grey

trousers, patent leather boots, a sword by his side, and a minature

pistol in each waistcoat pocket.

Madame de Guéran also thought it advisable to change her walking

costume for a fancy dress, half-European, half-Oriental, very much

after the fashion of the one which had gained for her the title of

the Parisian Sultana. When she burst upon us thus transformed, with

an air of surprise at seeing herself look so enchanting, and with an

eager, smiling look, we hastened to compliment her upon her

appearance.

"Take care," she said, laughingly. "Your compliments verge upon

insult. They seem to imply that I need the adjunct of dress, and

that, only this morning, when in my travel-stained, sun-scorched

clothes, I was scarcely to be tolerated."

Just as we were about to protest against this view of the matter,

Miss Poles interposed, by saying—

"My dear Baroness, these gentlemen have not said anything really

disparaging. Nature, you see, requires to be aided; the more generous

she displays herself towards us, the more are we bound to do

something for her. A little bit of dress completes us, as it were,

and imparts to us additional lustre."

Miss Poles herself, instead of putting on a new dress, had fixed in

her hair an enormous bunch of red flowers, thrown a yellow shawl over

her shoulders, and put on a pair of ten-buttoned, blue kid gloves.

According to her own mode of expression, she had completed nature by

appearing as a rainbow. It was, perhaps, an act of imprudence to let

her go near Munza, but, of course, the moment it was decided that

Madame de Guéran should visit the King, her companion was bound to

follow suit.

Seriously speaking, I must record that we had frequently discussed

the propriety of allowing the Baroness to be present at the audience

vouchsafed by the African monarch. We could not know by intuition

what sight was in store for us amongst these savages, or, under the

pretext of doing us honour, what class of entertainment they would

offer us. But, in the common interest, and in order to attain the

object we had in view, we should not have been justified in

displaying an excess of reserve or prudery, even when our companion

was in question. Proud, as all negroes are, and susceptible, like all

despots, to affront, Munza, who had for some time past been aware,

from the reports of his emissaries, that we had a white woman with

us, would have been naturally annoyed at her absence if she had

stayed away on the day when he condescended to give audience to

foreigners. The wound thus inflicted upon his _amour-propre_ might,

from the very first moment, compromise us and cause us the greatest

anxiety, and we therefore came to the conclusion not even to mention

our scruples to Madame de Guéran.

Besides, we were quite capable of hiding from her anything that might

offend her eye, and, in spite of our desire to ingratiate ourselves

with the African potentate, if he took it into his head to honour us

with any _fêtes_ after the fashion of those indulged in by the

Bongos, we should know perfectly well how to withdraw our fair leader

to a considerable distance from his residence.

As soon as we had finished our toilet operations, we reviewed the

escort. We had decided that the bearers should be left in camp, and

that the Nubian and Dinka soldiers, our attendants and personal

servants alone should accompany us.

The guide, Nassar, on this occasion, had found means to make the

famous boots we had given him shine like a mirror, and our two Arab

interpreters, who had put on clean bûrnus, were glitteringly white.

Our female Soudan brigade, with their flowing tunics, hair well

greased, shiny skins and bright eyes, looked magnificent, and the

Nubians, with their bodies covered with their most highly-prized

amulets, in fighting array, and carbine in hand, were calculated to

give a very flattering idea of the civilization of the northern

tribes.

About two o'clock in the afternoon, another of Munza's officers came

to fetch us, and we left our encampment in the following order. Half

our escort, under the command of Nassar, marched in front. We

followed, Madame de Guéran carried in her palanquin, Delange, de

Morin, and I on horseback, followed by Joseph, dressed in black with

a white tie, clean-shaved, smooth, and smiling. The other half of our

escort, led by the interpreters, brought up the rear.

An immense crowd collected from all sides to see us, dancing,

shouting, and expressing their admiration after the Monbuttoo

fashion, by opening their mouths very wide and putting the palms of

their hands before them. Our _cortége_ would not have been able to

make its way through this crowd if some officials, doing duty as

policemen and armed with long poles, had not at intervals charged the

crowd and laid about them indiscriminately.

Sorcerers, covered with rings, necklets, bracelets, and a thousand

and one trinkets, rushed towards as to make speeches, but grave,

dignified, calm, and majestic, we parsed on without a single halt.

A courier arrives, panting, with a welcome from the King, and is off

again like an arrow, to convey our thanks and announce our speedy

arrival.

At length we reach the palace gardens and are free from the mob, for

none dare follow us within these sacred precincts. But they take

their revenge by shouting in a most frenzied manner, and making a

regular din with their drums and horns.

The palace consists of a group of large huts and sheds, for various

purposes. One circular hut, with a conical roof, served as an

armoury, and in it were displayed all the arms made in the country,

which is very rich in iron and copper, and, in some places, lead;

others were used as magazines, where were stored, in perfect order,

the provisions necessary for the crowd of servants of all grades and

both sexes in the employ of Munza. Farther on, a cluster of

buildings, surrounded by splendid trees, formed the private residence

of the King. The officers sent to meet us had received orders to show

us over the palace, whilst their master, detained at market,

according to their account, got ready to receive us. They introduced

us into a gallery, more than eighty yards long, the roof of which was

up-held by five rows of pillars. The apartments of the King opened on

to this gallery, and in one large room was an erection covered with

skins and mats, and flanked by posts; this was the royal bed. From

the sleeping apartment we passed to several rooms devoted to the

King's wardrobe, where were a number of elaborate costumes, which

Munza alone wears, for the mode of dress amongst his subjects is

unalterable. Suspended from the framework were hats, plumes of

feathers, furs of every kind, tails of the giraffe, necklets made of

the teeth of more than a hundred lions, and other ornaments, each

more curious than its predecessor.

When we left these buildings, we were shown, but not allowed to

enter, another group of about a hundred huts, surrounded by strong

palisades. Here live the wives of Munza, eighty in number, and each

possessing a separate residence. But the King's seraglio is not

confined to these eighty individuals, dubbed with the title of royal

wives. His father's wives also belong to him, since, according to

African custom, on the death of a king his wives become the property

of his successor.

As Miss Poles never could resist the temptation of making remarks

about everything, she at this juncture declared in a very loud tone

of voice "that it was perfectly shocking for any man to have so many

wives." To sooth her I observed that as far as our information went,

the women in question also performed the duties of cooks.

"You must remember," I said, "that the King eats in secret, apart

from indiscreet curiosity, and none except his wives are allowed to

touch his food."

"Well!" exclaimed Miss Poles, "and what of that? your explanation, so

far from being satisfactory, gives me a still worse opinion of Mr.

Munza. Fancy degrading a wife to the position of a cook! It is

monstrous, and only worthy of a barbarian."

"You forget, Miss Poles," said Delange, "that in two-thirds of the

households both in Paris and London, the wife not only does the

cooking but also scrubs the floors."

"Quite so, but that is when people cannot afford to keep a servant,

which is not the case with this Mr. Munza."

Miss Poles pronounced the words "Mr. Munza" with a degree of contempt

which must have annihilated that monarch if he had heard them.

This conversation was, fortunately, interrupted by the deafening

noise of the horns and drums, announcing that the King had returned

from the market and regained his palace. We saw him in the distance,

accompanied by his guards and followed by his subjects, who saluted

his ears with the cry, "Ee, Ee, tchupy, tchupy, Ee, Munza, Ee," which

answers to the English, "Hip, hip, hurrah!"

We were now shown into the audience chamber.

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