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Updated: June 14, 2025
"No more will we make camp when the sun is only a few hours high," he surmised. Kingozi looked at him. "You and I have handled many safaris, Cazi Moto," he replied. Delays from these causes ceased, but other delays supervened. Never were the reasons for them attributable to accident; but they were more numerous than ordinarily. Kingozi said nothing.
But Kingozi was not hungry. His strong desire was for a tall balauri of hot tea, but this could not be. He knew it Was unsafe to drink the water unboiled it is unsafe to drink any African water unboiled but this time it could not be helped. He was not even very tired, though his eyes burned. There was nothing more to do. Kingozi knew that Simba and Cazi Moto would not attempt to come in.
"It is a rich safari, bwana," Cazi Moto reported; "many loads." His voice sharpened with surprise, but he did not raise his tones. "Simba is there," said he. "Simba! So they caught him," muttered Kingozi. "Well, that play failed. Do you see the white man?" he asked. "No, bwana. The white man has not yet come. But Simba now sees us, and is coming." "He is guarded?" "No, bwana; he is alone."
And since when has it been permitted that such a kalele be raised in my camp?" pronounced Kingozi coldly. "For attending to such things you are my man; and Simba is my man; and Mali-ya-bwana is my man; and Jack is my man. Because you have done these things I fine you six rupees each one." "Yes, bwana," said Cazi Moto submissively. "These other men what manner of 'lie' do they tell?
The little safari for the third time crawled its antlike way across the immensities of the veldt. Cazi Moto managed to keep them supplied with meat, but at an excessive expenditure of cartridges. As he used the Leopard Woman's rifle, this did not so much matter, for she was abundantly supplied. At last the blue ranges rose before them; each day's journey defined their outlines better.
Then the cazi turned the face of animadversion from me towards the dervish, and said: "O you who have charged the rich with being active in sin, and intoxicated with things forbidden, verily there is such a tribe as you have described them, illiberal in their bigotry, and stingy of God's bounty; who are collecting and hoarding money, but will neither use nor bestow it.
All these things shimmered and flickered and wavered in the mirage of noon. Only the sun itself stared clear and unchanging. At about two o'clock Kingozi awoke and raised his voice. Mali-ya-bwana, next in command after Cazi Moto and Simba, answered. "Get the big gun," he was told, "and the water bottles."
Before it the usual table had been made of piled-up chop boxes, and to this Cazi Moto was bearing steaming dishes. The threatened headache had not materialized, and Kingozi was feeling quite fit. He was ravenously hungry, for now his system was rested enough to assimilate food. His last meal had been breakfast before sunup of the day before.
These shenzis eat what?" "Food is ready, bwana." "I will eat. Then we must make shauri with these people to get our loads. My men must rest to-day." "Come, bwana," said Cazi Moto. Kingozi stooped to pass through the door. When he straightened outside, he paused in amazement. Before him stood his camp, intact.
And we are many days' safari distant, and I am blind and cannot hurry." he three uttered little clucks of sympathy and interest. "But for all that we may win. You three men are my eyes and my right hand. I have a plan, and this is what you must do: Cazi Moto must stay with me to be headman of safari, and to be my eyes when we come to M'tela's land.
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