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Cutting
off
some
substantial
hunks
from
the
flesh
of
the
inco
which
we
had
brought
with
us
,
we
proceeded
to
toast
them
on
the
end
of
sharp
sticks
,
as
one
sees
the
Kafirs
do
,
and
ate
them
with
relish
.
After
filling
ourselves
,
we
lit
our
pipes
and
gave
ourselves
up
to
enjoyment
that
,
compared
with
the
hardships
we
had
recently
undergone
,
seemed
almost
heavenly
.
The
brook
,
of
which
the
banks
were
clothed
with
dense
masses
of
a
gigantic
species
of
maidenhair
fern
interspersed
with
feathery
tufts
of
wild
asparagus
,
sung
merrily
at
our
side
,
the
soft
air
murmured
through
the
leaves
of
the
silver
trees
,
doves
cooed
around
,
and
bright-winged
birds
flashed
like
living
gems
from
bough
to
bough
.
It
was
a
Paradise
.
The
magic
of
the
place
combined
with
an
overwhelming
sense
of
dangers
left
behind
,
and
of
the
promised
land
reached
at
last
,
seemed
to
charm
us
into
silence
.
Sir
Henry
and
Umbopa
sat
conversing
in
a
mixture
of
broken
English
and
Kitchen
Zulu
in
a
low
voice
,
but
earnestly
enough
,
and
I
lay
,
with
my
eyes
half
shut
,
upon
that
fragrant
bed
of
fern
and
watched
them
.
Presently
I
missed
Good
,
and
I
looked
to
see
what
had
become
of
him
.
Soon
I
observed
him
sitting
by
the
bank
of
the
stream
,
in
which
he
had
been
bathing
.
He
had
nothing
on
but
his
flannel
shirt
,
and
his
natural
habits
of
extreme
neatness
having
reasserted
themselves
,
he
was
actively
employed
in
making
a
most
elaborate
toilet
.
He
had
washed
his
gutta-percha
collar
,
had
thoroughly
shaken
out
his
trousers
,
coat
and
waistcoat
,
and
was
now
folding
them
up
neatly
till
he
was
ready
to
put
them
on
,
shaking
his
head
sadly
as
he
scanned
the
numerous
rents
and
tears
in
them
,
which
naturally
had
resulted
from
our
frightful
journey
.
Then
he
took
his
boots
,
scrubbed
them
with
a
handful
of
fern
,
and
finally
rubbed
them
over
with
a
piece
of
fat
,
which
he
had
carefully
saved
from
the
inco
meat
,
till
they
looked
,
comparatively
speaking
,
respectable
.
Having
inspected
them
judiciously
through
his
eye-glass
,
he
put
the
boots
on
and
began
a
fresh
operation
.
From
a
little
bag
that
he
carried
he
produced
a
pocket-comb
in
which
was
fixed
a
tiny
looking-glass
,
and
in
this
he
surveyed
himself
.
Apparently
he
was
not
satisfied
,
for
he
proceeded
to
do
his
hair
with
great
care
.
Then
came
a
pause
whilst
he
again
contemplated
the
effect
;
still
it
was
not
satisfactory
.
He
felt
his
chin
,
on
which
the
accumulated
scrub
of
a
ten
days
'
beard
was
flourishing
.
"
Surely
,
"
thought
I
,
"
he
is
not
going
to
try
to
shave
.
"
But
so
it
was
.
Taking
the
piece
of
fat
with
which
he
had
greased
his
boots
,
Good
washed
it
thoroughly
in
the
stream
.
Then
diving
again
into
the
bag
he
brought
out
a
little
pocket
razor
with
a
guard
to
it
,
such
as
are
bought
by
people
who
are
afraid
of
cutting
themselves
,
or
by
those
about
to
undertake
a
sea
voyage
.
Then
he
rubbed
his
face
and
chin
vigorously
with
the
fat
and
began
.
Evidently
it
proved
a
painful
process
,
for
he
groaned
very
much
over
it
,
and
I
was
convulsed
with
inward
laughter
as
I
watched
him
struggling
with
that
stubbly
beard
.
It
seemed
so
very
odd
that
a
man
should
take
the
trouble
to
shave
himself
with
a
piece
of
fat
in
such
a
place
and
in
our
circumstances
.
At
last
he
succeeded
in
getting
the
hair
off
the
right
side
of
his
face
and
chin
,
when
suddenly
I
,
who
was
watching
,
became
conscious
of
a
flash
of
light
that
passed
just
by
his
head
.
Good
sprang
up
with
a
profane
exclamation
(
if
it
had
not
been
a
safety
razor
he
would
certainly
have
cut
his
throat
)
,
and
so
did
I
,
without
the
exclamation
,
and
this
was
what
I
saw
.
Standing
not
more
than
twenty
paces
from
where
I
was
,
and
ten
from
Good
,
were
a
group
of
men
.
They
were
very
tall
and
copper-coloured
,
and
some
of
them
wore
great
plumes
of
black
feathers
and
short
cloaks
of
leopard
skins
;
this
was
all
I
noticed
at
the
moment
.
In
front
of
them
stood
a
youth
of
about
seventeen
,
his
hand
still
raised
and
his
body
bent
forward
in
the
attitude
of
a
Grecian
statue
of
a
spear-thrower
.
Evidently
the
flash
of
light
had
been
caused
by
a
weapon
which
he
had
hurled
.
As
I
looked
an
old
soldier-like
man
stepped
forward
out
of
the
group
,
and
catching
the
youth
by
the
arm
said
something
to
him
.
Then
they
advanced
upon
us
.
Sir
Henry
,
Good
,
and
Umbopa
by
this
time
had
seized
their
rifles
and
lifted
them
threateningly
.
The
party
of
natives
still
came
on
.
It
struck
me
that
they
could
not
know
what
rifles
were
,
or
they
would
not
have
treated
them
with
such
contempt
.
