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Yonge, Charlotte Mary, 1823-1901

"Stories by English Authors: Africa (Selected by Scribners)"

We will walk on with him for a short distance,
at all events, and then be guided by circumstances. Stand by when you
see me collar him, and slip a sack over his head."
"Can we not go back now?" said Langley.
"Certainly not; we would never find our way at night. I guess we must
see this circus out. If you have to shoot, aim low."
In a few minutes Ghamba returned.
"Come on," he said. "He is sitting at the fire in front of the cave. I
have just seen him."
"Where is the cave?" asked Whitson. "Is it far from here?"
"We will reach it very soon; you can see the light of the fire from a
few paces ahead."
They walked on for about fifty yards, and there, sure enough, over a
rocky slope to their left, and at the foot of a crag about three hundred
yards away, could be seen the bright and fitful glow from a fire which
was hidden from their view by a low ridge of piled-up rocks.
Whitson stood still and questioned Ghamba:
"Now tell me," he asked, through Langley as interpreter, "how we are to
approach."
"The pathway leads up on the left side," replied Ghamba.


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