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Updated: May 23, 2025
At last the white man's fingers made out distinctly a capital M. He erased it with a sweep of the hand. "That part of the barua again," he ordered. After a time Cazi Moto repeated the feat. "Once more." This was quicker. Kingozi dropped that bottle into his side pocket with a sigh of relief. "Evidently the morphine," he said. "We'll try it again later to be sure.
Gradually, but with increasing certainty, their course defines itself, until at last months later they come trotting into camp. These two jogged in broadly agrin. Cazi Moto and Simba led them at once to Kingozi's chair. "These men bring a barua for you, bwana," said Cazi Moto. Kingozi took the split wand with the letter thrust crosswise in the cleft. "Who sent them?" he asked.
In one of these bottles is the medicine that will cure me, and in one of them is the medicine that will make me blind forever. I do not know which it is; and I cannot read the barua because I cannot see it. And Bibi-ya-chui cannot read it. So you must be my eyes. Take a stick, and make on the ground marks exactly like those on the barua. Make them deep, so that I may feel them with my hands."
She glanced curiously at the bushy savages. "Here," said Kingozi, holding out the letter, "is a barua for you from your friend Winkleman in the Congo." The shock of surprise held her speechless for a moment. "Your blindness is well! You can see!" she cried then. Kingozi raised his head sharply, for there was a lilt of relief and gladness in her voice. "No," he answered, "just ordinary deduction.
We shall go with all the men as far as the people of the sultani. There we will leave many porters and many loads. With a few men we will go to Bwana Marefu. When he has fixed my eyes, then we will come back. I will fix a barua for Bwana. This must be sent on ahead of us so he can come to meet us. Pick two good men for messengers. Is all that understood?" "Yes, bwana."
"Short, square men. Very black. Hair that is long and stands out like a little tree." "What do they say?" "Bwana, they speak a language that no man here understands. And this is strange: that they do not come from the direction of Nairobi." "Perhaps they are men from M'tela." "No, bwana, that cannot be, for they carry a barua. They came from a white man."
"Cazi Moto! Simba!" he shouted angrily. "Bwana?" "Sah?" two panting voices answered. "What is this?" They both began to speak at once. "You, Cazi Moto," commanded Kingozi. "These men are liars," began Cazi Moto. "What men?" "These men who brought the barua. They tell lies, bad lies, and we beat them for it." "Since when have you beaten liars? And since when have I ceased to deal punishment?
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