Mary went to the village of Chief Njiri. She walked right up to the
chief. The warriors of Chief Njiri looked at her with angry faces. They
shook their spears at her.

"Chief Njiri," said Mary, "why have you taken this young man? He has done
you no harm. You are doing a bad thing."

"Ha, ha," laughed Chief Njiri. "Do you think I am so foolish, Ma? I know
these people put bad medicine in my path. I saw the sticks and shells which
the witch doctor took from my leg. If sickness comes, I will kill this
man."

"The village people have sworn to you that they did not put those things in
your path," said Mary.

"Perhaps they are lying."

"They are not lying, but you have lied. You promised to go home and not
harm these people. You lied to me. You have made trouble. You went to their
village and made them swear. You stole this young man. It is wrong to
lie. God will surely punish those who speak with a lying tongue. Please set
this young man free so that he may return to his village and his people."

"Ma," answered Chief Njiri, "you do not understand these things. You do not
know the badness in the hearts of these people. You do not know the bad
things they want to do against me. You do not know about witchcraft."

"Oh, yes, I do," said Mary. "I know that God will punish those who do
witchcraft. He will punish those who are foolish enough to believe in