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At this point Teddy Isaacs strolled up and interrupted the oration. "Where are you off to, then?" "Manicaland," answered Norris. "Oh! You had better bring Barrington back." Teddy Isaacs was a fresh comer to the Rand, and knew no better. Barrington meant to him nothing more than the name of a man who had been lost twelve months before on the eastern borders of Mashonaland.
"Go to the store-hut," ordered Mills slowly, "and bring a bottle of whisky." He spoke the "kitchen-Kafir" that every one in Manicaland understands. "Yes, bass," said the native. "But first," said Mills, still speaking slowly and quietly, "take a knife and cut loose the man on the ground. Quick!" The last word was a shout. Dave sprang to his feet and stood motionless.
The Mazimba and the Makaranga had come down from the Lake Nyassa quarter, and there was a strong kingdom in Manicaland. That was the Monomotapa that the Portuguese thought so much of. Wardlaw nodded eagerly. The story was getting into ground that he knew about. 'The thing to remember is that all these little empires thought themselves the successors of Prester John.
She she had the sense of climax!" From the windows of the houses above them, scared curious Jews looked down uncomprehendingly. In Manicaland, summer wears the livery of the tropics. At the foot of the hills north of Macequece every yard of earth is vocal with life, and the bush is brave with color. Where the earth shows it is red, as though a wound bled.
"Ver' good w'isky, eh?" He tossed off another four fingers of the liquor, and they sat down to their meal. The food was such as most tables in Manicaland offered. When they had finished Mills passed over his tobacco and sat back. He watched the other light up and blow a white cloud, and then spoke.
The knowledge that Frenchy had shot a man did not trouble him in the least, so long as the accompanying circumstances and the motive were in accordance with the simple standards of Manicaland. Here came in the doubt, engendered by nothing more concrete or citable than a trifle of mystery in the man's manner, and some undefined quality that disagreed with the trader.
His surprise was the greater, then, when there appeared from the growth beside his path as white a man as himself, a tall, somewhat ragged figure but rags tell no news at all in Manicaland who wore a large black moustache and smiled affably on him.
It was, in fact, as though Norris stood up with a derringer to face a machine gun. His turn, however, had come after Barrington's disappearance, and he was now able to contemplate an expedition into Manicaland without reckoning up his pass-book.
He experienced a feeling of vague indignation against the man who had saved his life; he was selfish in not sharing his point of view and the thoughts which amused him. At times reserve can be the most selfish thing imaginable, and one might as well be reticent on a desert island as in Manicaland.
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