Throughout that morning Chike was very unhappy. He barely touched his breakfast. Michael asked him what was wrong but he said nothing and went on brooding.
By midday he decided to go and report the matter to S.M.O.G. After all it was he that recommended the magician to Chike.
S.M.O.G. was eating garri and okro soup. The front of his shirt was covered with the soup, which he found difficult to control. Chike noticed the quantity of fish in the soup and his throat began to itch.
“Come and join me,” said S.M.O.G. with his mouth full.
“No, thank you,” said Chike. “I am not hungry.”
“Go and join him,” said S.M.O.G.’s father who was reclining on a stretcher. [3]
Chike did not need any more persuading. He washed his hands and fell to. He knew how to control okro soup and when he had finished eating, his shirt was hardly soiled.
Chike did not want S.M.O.G.’s father to hear about the magician; so he took S.M.O.G. outside before telling him what had happened.
S.M.O.G. appeared very unhappy about it all. He swore he was going to teach the fellow a lesson.
“Has he ever doubled money for you?” asked Chike.
“No,” replied S.M.O.G. “I get everything I need from my mother. So I don’t need to have my money doubled.”
Chike was not impressed by this argument but did not wish to pursue it.
“How is your mother?” he asked.
“She is getting better,” said S.M.O.G. “It is her rheumatism.”
“What is rheumatism?” asked Chike.
“I don’t know. It is something old people get. Her legs are painful.”
The two set out for the magician’s house. Chike said they must hurry because he wanted to be back before his uncle returned from work.
“Did you tell him?” asked S.M.O.G.
“No,” said Chike. “How can I tell him?”
When they got to Chandus’s place he was eating coconut with garri soaked in water.
“What do you want?” he asked with great annoyance.
“I am Chike who came yesterday.”
“Me I no understand you,” said Chandus in pidgin.
“But you gave me this ring,” said Chike, producing the wire ring.
“Me give you dat? You de craze?”
“I sent him to you,” said S.M.O.G., “and he gave you his threepence to double for him.”
“Wonders will never end,” said Chandus. “You two come here and give me threepence.”
“I did not come with him but…”
“Make una come ot from here one time or I go learn you lesson you no fit forget. Imagine! Why small boys of nowadays no de fear. You get bold face to come my house and begin talk rubbish. Na your father steal threepence no be me. Stand there when I come back and you go see.” He rushed into an inner room and scraped a machete on the hard floor. S.M.O.G. took to his heels and Chike followed.