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Updated: June 26, 2025
Therefore it will be your task to build walls cunningly, so that when they come we may defeat Jana and the hosts of the Black Kendah." "Do you mean that this elephant will accompany Simba and his soldiers, Harût?" "Without doubt, Lord, since he has always done so from the beginning.
He had yesterday explored some distance downstream; therefore he now turned up. Simba with the big rifle followed close at his heels. The six porters stole along fifty yards in the rear. They were quite as anxious for meat promptly as anybody, and were as unobtrusive as shadows.
All in all, Kingozi had great reliance in his magic. At the end of fifteen minutes Simba came to report. "All is ready, bwana," he said, "and we start now. But if bwana could let me take a lantern, which I have in my hand, we could travel also at night." The lantern, as Kingozi well knew, was not for the purpose of casting light in the path, but as some slight measure of protection against lions.
Wending our way along the road that ran through the tall corn, for here every inch was cultivated, we came suddenly upon the capital of the Black Kendah, which was known as Simba Town.
Simba started away, still pointing. Winkleman followed a few steps. "There is more?" he asked. "Do you speak Swahili?" "Many more, bwana," Simba replied in the atrocious Swahili Kingozi had ordered. "Over there only a little distance." Everything turned out as Kingozi had promised. Bwana Nyele asked several more questions, received no replies, finally bellowed: "But lead me there, m'buzi!
In the meantime, in the personal attendants of these white men, Simba had discovered acquaintances; among them the two messengers Kingozi had despatched back in quest of Doctor McCloud. Kingozi stood in the middle of the group, his heart overflowing.
At length it did stop and, opening its cavern of a mouth, lifted its great trunk and trumpeted, while Simba, standing up in his chair, began to shout out some command to us to surrender to the god Jana, "the Invincible, the Invulnerable."
Then say nothing more, no matter what he asks; and do not let him touch the magic bone. Point. He will follow you; and when he has followed out of sight of the safari you will all seize him and tie him fast. The rest is as I have commanded." "How does bwana know how these things will happen thus?" breathed Simba in awestricken tones. "It is a magic," replied Kingozi gravely.
He had for the first time strapped on a heavy revolver; his glasses hung from his neck; his sleeve was turned back to show his wrist watch; and, again for the first time, he had assumed a military- looking tunic. He carried his double rifle. "Got on everything I own," he grinned. Simba and Cazi Moto waited near.
Then he screamed furiously and, shooting out his trunk, snatched the Ivory Child from her hands, whirled it round as he had whirled Simba, and at last dashed it to the stone pavement as he had dashed Simba, so that its substance, grown brittle on the passage of the ages, shattered into ten thousand fragments.
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