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What
he
most
desired
to
know
was
to
what
market
the
agents
were
taking
the
convoy
of
slaves
.
Was
it
to
one
of
the
factories
of
Angola
,
and
would
it
be
an
affair
of
a
few
halting-places
only
,
or
would
this
convoy
travel
for
hundreds
of
miles
still
,
across
Central
Africa
?
The
principal
market
of
the
contractors
is
that
of
N'yangwe
,
in
Manyema
,
on
that
meridian
which
divides
the
African
continent
into
two
almost
equal
parts
,
there
where
extends
the
country
of
the
great
lakes
,
that
Livingstone
was
then
traversing
.
But
it
was
far
from
the
camp
on
the
Coanza
to
that
village
.
Months
of
travel
would
not
suffice
to
reach
it
.
That
was
one
of
Dick
Sand
's
most
serious
thoughts
;
for
,
once
at
N'yangwe
,
in
case
even
Mrs.
Weldon
,
Hercules
,
the
other
blacks
and
he
should
succeed
in
escaping
,
how
difficult
it
would
be
,
not
to
say
impossible
,
to
return
to
the
seacoast
,
in
the
midst
of
the
dangers
of
such
a
long
route
.
But
Dick
Sand
soon
had
reason
to
think
that
the
convoy
would
soon
reach
its
destination
.
Though
he
did
not
understand
the
language
employed
by
the
chiefs
of
the
caravan
,
sometimes
Arab
,
sometimes
the
African
idiom
,
he
remarked
that
the
name
of
an
important
market
of
that
region
was
often
pronounced
.
It
was
the
name
Kazounde
,
and
he
knew
that
a
very
great
trade
in
slaves
was
carried
on
there
.
He
was
then
naturally
led
to
believe
that
there
the
fate
of
the
prisoners
would
be
decided
,
whether
for
the
profit
of
the
king
of
that
district
or
for
the
benefit
of
some
rich
trader
of
the
country
.
We
know
that
he
was
not
mistaken
.
Now
,
Dick
Sand
,
being
posted
in
the
facts
of
modern
geography
,
knew
very
exactly
what
is
known
of
Kazounde
.
The
distance
from
Saint
Paul
de
Loanda
to
this
city
does
not
exceed
four
hundred
miles
,
and
consequently
two
hundred
and
fifty
miles
,
at
the
most
,
separates
it
from
the
camp
established
on
the
Coanza
.
Dick
Sand
made
his
calculation
approximately
,
taking
the
distance
traveled
by
the
little
troop
under
Harris
's
lead
as
the
base
.
Now
,
under
ordinary
circumstances
,
this
journey
would
only
require
from
ten
to
twelve
days
.
Doubling
that
time
for
the
needs
of
a
caravan
already
exhausted
by
a
long
route
,
Dick
Sand
might
estimate
the
length
of
the
journey
from
the
Coanza
to
Kazounde
at
three
weeks
.
Dick
Sand
wished
very
much
to
impart
what
he
believed
he
knew
to
Tom
and
his
companions
.
It
would
be
a
kind
of
consolation
for
them
to
be
assured
that
they
were
not
being
led
to
the
center
of
Africa
,
into
those
fatal
countries
which
they
could
not
hope
to
leave
.
Now
,
a
few
words
uttered
in
passing
would
be
sufficient
to
enlighten
them
.
Would
he
succeed
in
saying
those
words
?
Tom
and
Bat
--
chance
had
reunited
the
father
and
son
--
Acteon
and
Austin
,
forked
two
by
two
,
were
at
the
right
extremity
of
the
camp
.
An
overseer
and
a
dozen
soldiers
watched
them
.
Dick
Sand
,
free
in
his
movements
,
resolved
to
gradually
diminish
the
distance
that
separated
him
from
his
companions
to
fifty
steps
.
He
then
commenced
to
maneuver
to
that
end
.
Very
likely
old
Tom
divined
Dick
Sand
's
thought
.
A
word
,
pronounced
in
a
low
voice
,
warned
his
companions
to
be
attentive
.
They
did
not
stir
,
but
they
kept
themselves
ready
to
see
,
as
well
as
to
hear
.
