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A glaring torch passing at the moment completed the catastrophe, and the keen eyed Galla chief uttered a howl of rage and amazement as he recognized his old enemy of the market place at Berbera. Never did Captain Chutney's quick wits do him a better service than at that moment.
"I wish the honorable members of the R. G. S. could change places with us," said Sir Arthur, with a groan. "I have no doubt some of those lunatics would enjoy this beastly hole. There is no accounting for taste, Carrington." The colonel made no reply. He was keeping stroke with Chutney's paddle, sharing with him the outlook ahead. The minutes passed on, but still no signs of any shore.
"And I have three torches in my pocket," added Sir Arthur. "Bless me if I know how they got there but here they are, anyhow." "That scant supply of food may last us to the journey's end, if used in moderation," said Guy solemnly. "God grant us a speedy passage to the mouth of the river." In spite of Chutney's brave attempts to cheer them up, the spirits of the party sank very low.
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