"Those dwarfs done for;
capital business, forest road quite safe to travel home by; Ogula best
friends in world; very remarkable escape from delicate situation."
"Very remarkable indeed," said Alan; "I shall soon begin to believe in
the luck of Little Bonsa."
"Yes, Major, you see she anxious to get home and make path clear. But,"
he added gloomily, "how she behave when she reach there, can't say."
"Nor can I, Jeekie, but meanwhile I hope she will provide us with some
dinner, for I am faint for want of food and all the tinned meat is
lost."
"Food," repeated Jeekie. "Yes, necessity for human stomach, which
unhappily built that way, so Ogula find out, and so dwarfs find out
presently." Then he looked about him and in a kind of aimless manner
lifted his gun and fired. "There we are," he said, "Little Bonsa
understand bodily needs," and he pointed to a fat buck of the sort that
in South Africa is called Duiker, which his keen eyes had discovered
in its form against a stone where it now lay shot through the head and
dying. "No further trouble on score of grub for next three day," he
added. "Come on to camp, Major. I send one savage skin and bring that
buck.
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