To the Sultan, a minister. . . a minister, and a wife, a servant, a servant, a soldier, a soldier. Thus, 153 soldiers, claimants. A soldier, a soldier, a soldier. And the people came on their mounts before him, placing their hands on their necks in greeting. And they always stood and bowed, and he recognized them. When the Sultan greeted them, they wiped the dust from their hands with their hands. And if anyone spoke in his council, they would not begin to speak except by saying, "Peace be upon our master," if he was Arab. And if he was Fur or other, he would say, "Akra Kori Du Kai," which means that. And if the Sultan was the one speaking, he would say, "Peace be upon him," if he spoke in Arabic. Then the interpreter would say, "Du Kai Raik, my master." And if it was in Fur or other, he would say, "Du Kai An Kan Amia."