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Updated: May 19, 2025
It was agreed that Simba was to return to his own camp, was to procure the proof agreed upon, and was promptly to return. The said proof was to be one of Bwana Nyele's fingers, which all agreed would be easily recognizable both as to identity and freshness!
"I will bring you Bwana Nyele's gun; or his coat; or anything that is his that you may see that I hold him prisoner." "Those things prove nothing," the gun bearer pointed out. "They might have been taken from a dead man." They negotiated further. One gifted with the power of seeing only essential things would have found here a strange parallel.
When the banda was finished and a big pile of the dried hay had been spread as a couch Simba approached respectfully but firmly, took Bwana Nyele's helmet from his head, his spine-pad from his back, and his shoes from his feet. In this strategy Winkleman with reluctance admired the white man's hands.
For at sight of the bone Bwana Nyele's eyes lit up, he uttered an astonishing bellow of delight, and sprang forward with such agility for so large a man that he almost succeeded in snatching the talisman from Simba's hands. Acting precisely on his instructions the latter backed away, pointing over the hill. "Where did you get that?" Winkleman demanded. Simba continued to point. "Give it me."
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