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At Aziana the beggar sells him to the local Naba, and Clarence spends months nightly with harem women, believing each time that he is with his assigned wife Akissi. He discovers the truth only when light-skinned children appear in the village, and he has to accept that he was used as breeding stock while thinking himself a guest.
The novel rejects that exchange: the king needs nothing, merit gives no claim, and admission comes only as an unearned gift to someone who has stopped bargaining. Clarence is received at the end naked and ashamed, precisely when he has nothing left to offer.
The book inverts the colonial encounter by making the European the one who cannot read signs, paths, smells, customs or jokes. Clarence keeps imposing Western categories: he takes a winding forest path as proof of deceit, and he reads the courtroom as a place of rational justice. Everyone around him understands what he misses, so his supposed superiority shows itself as incompetence at interpretation.
On the road south, the heavy scent of forest flowers and the monotony of paths that seem to circle erode Clarence's sense of direction, time and willpower. The drugged passivity lets others dispose of him. It also strips away the ego and rational control he arrived with, which is the precondition for his later transformation.