CHAPTER 12AS WE MADE OUR WAY to the courtyard in which I had been tried, Anokye explained.
“Every year,” he said, “we have a drama competition. It starts in the villages and works its way up to the national level. The winning troupe is rewarded with a holiday for themselves and their families. And it is my privilege, as patron, to select a cast of the most talented actors to perform a play of my choice. This afternoon we are going to a private dress rehearsal. Next week we’ll have a national premiere, with Nana Asantehene and the theatric-loving public of Kumase in attendance. Then the troupe will set off on a national tour.”
“What’s the play?” I asked, though I knew the answer already.
“I’m sure you know it in English, but I’m not going to tell you what it is,” he replied. “This aftern
