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'Bad,' M'Cola agreed.
'Go to the camp of B'wana M'Kubwa?'
'Better.' Then, vigorously, accepting the decision, 'N'Dio. N'Dio.'
'We go,' I said.
Arrived at the thorn fence and the hut, we broke camp fast. There was a runner there from our last camp who had brought a note, written before P.O.
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