Jeekie’sbigvoicediedawaytoawhisperandceased。Therewasasilenceintheroom，forevenintheshineoftheelectriclightandthroughthefumesofchampagne，inmorethanoneimaginationthereroseavisionofthathauntedwaterinwhichfloatedthegreatYellowGod，andofsomemadbeingcastinghimselftohisdeathbeneaththemoon，whilehisbeautifulwitchwifewhowas“hungryformorespirits“
satuponitsedgeandlaughed。Althoughhislanguagewasnowcommonplaceenough，evenludicrousattimes，thenegrohadundoubtedlytheartofnarration。Hisauditorsfeltthathespokeofwhatheknew，orhadseen，thattheveryrecollectionofitfrightenedhim，thereforehefrightenedthem。
AgainBarbarabrokethesilencewhichshefelttobeawkward。
“Whydomoreghostscomeverynighttositwiththequeen’shusband，Jeekie？“sheasked。“Wheredotheycomefrom？“
“Outofthedead，miss，deadhusbandsofAsikafrombeginningoftheworld；whattheycallMunganas。AlsoalwaystheymakesacrificetoYellowGod。Fromfar，farawaythempoorniggerssendpeopletobesacrificethattheirhouseortribegetluck。Sometimestheysendkings，sometimesgreatmen，sometimesdoctors，sometimeswomenwhathavetwinbabies。AlsotheAsikibringpeoplewhatiswitches，orhavedrunkpoisonstuffwhichblackscall/muavi/andhavenotbeensick，orperhapssontheylovebesttotakecurseofftheirroof。AllthesecometoYellowGod。ThenAsikidoctor，theyhaveDeath-palaver。Onnightoffullmoontheybeatdrum，anddrumgoWow！Wow！Wow！anddoctorspickoutthosetodiethatmonth。OncetheypickoutJeekie，oh！goodLord，theypickout/me/，“andashesaidthewordshegaspedandwithhisgreathandwipedoffthesweatthatstartedfromhisbrow。“ButYellowGodnotakeJeekiethattime，nowanthimandI