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"'Don't shoot, Boss, he shouted, throwing up his hand, 'I will come with you. "'I thought you would, I answered quietly; 'you see Fate walks about outside Wambe's country as well as in it. "After that I had no more trouble, for Gobo was the ringleader, and when he collapsed the others collapsed also.
The rhinoceros was charging with his head low; his horn passed between Gobo's legs, and feeling something on his nose, he jerked it up. Away went Gobo, high into the air. He turned a complete somersault at the apex of the curve, and as he did so, I caught sight of his face. It was gray with terror, and his mouth was wide open.
The Matuku soldiers had left their comrades to be buried by the vultures. I descended the gully into which poor Gobo had fallen, and searched for his body, but in vain, although I found the spot where he and the other man had struck, together with the bones of the latter, which I recognized by the waist-cloth.
"'Do these elephants sleep? I whispered to the astonished Gobo. "'Yes, Macumazahn, they sleep. "'Nay, Gobo, they are dead. "'Dead? How can they be dead? Who killed them? "'What do people call me, Gobo? "'They call you Macumazahn. "'And what does Macumazahn mean? "'It means the man who keeps his eyes open, the man who gets up in the night. "'Yes, Gobo, and I am that man.
Only the last night he had heard the spooks at work they were out shooting, at least it sounded as though they were. It was very queer, but perhaps their lunatic of a master "'Gobo, you scoundrel! I shouted out at this juncture, sitting bolt upright on the blankets, 'stop idling there and make me some coffee.
The bullet hit the man beneath me somewhere, I am sure I don't know where; at any rate, he let go of my leg and plunged headlong into the gulf beneath to join Gobo. In another moment I was on the top of the rock, and going up the remaining steps like a lamplighter. A single other soldier appeared in pursuit, but one of my boys at the top fired my elephant gun at him.
"The night of that day on which I had my little difference of opinion with Gobo, we camped by the edge of this great forest, and on the following morning at daylight I started out shooting. As we were short of meat I determined to kill a buffalo, of which there were plenty about, before looking for traces of elephants.
They showed a certain bashfulness about the business, but they did not gainsay me, because they dared not. Ever since I had prepared with all due solemnity to execute the rebellious Gobo they had conceived a great respect for me.
When he had gone about twenty yards I spoke very quietly "'Now, Gobo, I said, 'come back, or I shall fire. "Of course this was taking a very high hand; I had no real right to kill Gobo or anybody else because they objected to run the risk of death by entering the territory of a hostile chief.
Gobo, who was perched close to me, but as far off as the beam would allow for neither white man nor black like the aroma which each vows is the peculiar and disagreeable property of the other was faintly, very faintly clicking his forefinger against his thumb. I knew by this signal, a very favourite one among native hunters and gun-bearers, that he must have seen or heard something.
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