Brother John replied sweetly that he certainly intended to avail
himself of this heaven-sent opportunity to visit one of the few
remaining districts in this part of Africa through which he had not
yet wandered. Stephen yawned and fanned himself with a pocket-
handkerchief, for the hut was hot, and remarked that having come so
far after a certain rare flower he did not mean to return empty-
handed.
"I perceive, Dogeetah," said Bausi at last, "that you have some reason
for this journey which you are hiding from me. Still, I am minded to
hold you here by force."
"If you do, it will break our brotherhood," answered Brother John.
"Seek not to know what I would hide, Bausi, but wait till the future
shall declare it."
Bausi groaned and gave in. Babemba said that Dogeetah and Wazela were
bewitched, and that I, Macumazana, alone retained my senses.
"Then that's settled," exclaimed Stephen. "John and I are to go as
envoys to the Pongo, and you, Quatermain, will stop here to look after
the hunters and the stores.
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