Chapter Fifteen

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In the second year of Okonkwo’s exile, his old friend Obierika arrives at the Mbanta compound with two young men each balancing a heavy bag on his head. Okonkwo helps set the bags down, discovers they are full of cowries, and welcomes the guests warmly. The relatives of Okonkwo’s mother, including his uncle Uchendu, gather to greet the strangers. Uchendu, after shaking hands, asks who the visitors are and learns of Obierika’s close friendship with Okonkwo. He offers a kola nut, breaks it, and invites the guests to drink a day‑old, strong palm‑wine from a pot he directs Okonkwo to fetch.

While they drink, Uchendu launches into a detailed account of the recent fate of the Abame clan. He explains that three moons ago a lone white man—described as riding an “iron horse”—arrived in Abame, was examined by the clan’s Oracle, and was foretold to bring destruction. The clan killed the man, tied his iron horse to a sacred tree, and the Oracle warned that more white men, likened to locusts, would follow. Weeks later a larger party of white men arrived, used a hidden medicine to become invisible, and massacred the entire market, leaving the clan empty and the lake turned “the color of blood.” Uchendu condemns the Abame men for ignoring the silence of the dead and for failing to arm themselves.

Obierika reacts with fear, noting that stories of white men with guns, strong drink, and slave‑trading have reached them, and wonders if such “green men” might soon attack their own clan. The conversation turns to practical matters: after the meal of pounded yams, bitter‑leaf soup, and palm‑wine, Obierika points to the two heavy bags of cowries and explains he has sold Okonkwo’s yams and seed‑yams before the exile, and now gives the money to his friend for the uncertain future. He jokes darkly, “Kill one of your sons for me,” and when Okonkwo refuses, adds “Then kill yourself.” Okonkwo replies, “Forgive me,” smiles, and promises not to discuss gratitude further, leaving the gathering with a mixture of hospitality, warning, and ominous humor.