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Portrait of Edgar Wallace Edgar Wallace Sanders of the River — V.—THE SPECIAL COMMISSIONER (1911)

Shall we make a report and wait for reinforcements, or shall we chance our luck?"
"It's your funeral," said the Houssa captain, "and I hate to advise you. If things go wrong you'll get the kicks; but if it were mine I'd go, like a shot—naturally."
"A hundred and forty men," mused Sanders.
"And two Maxims," suggested the other.
"We'll go," said Sanders; and half an hour later a bugle blared through the Houssas' lines, and Sanders was writing a report to his chief in far-away Lagos.
The Hon. George, it may be said, had no idea that he was anything but welcome in the village of Lukati.
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Portrait of Edgar Wallace Edgar Wallace Sanders of the River — V.—THE SPECIAL COMMISSIONER (1911)

Making inquiries, Sanders discovered that Abiboo had offended the witch-doctor Kelebi, and that the doctor had sent him the death message.
Sanders took fifty Houssas into the bush and interviewed the witch- doctor.
"I have reason," he said, "for believing you to be a failure as a slayer of men."
"Master," said Kelebi in extenuation, "my magic cannot cross mountains, otherwise Olari and his friends would have died."
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Portrait of Edgar Wallace Edgar Wallace Sanders of the River — V.—THE SPECIAL COMMISSIONER (1911)

The Elder Dempster captain, who knew Sanders by repute, smiled discreetly, but said nothing. Once more the special correspondent's mountain of baggage was embarked in the surf boat, and the Hon. George waved a farewell to his friends on the steamer.
The Elder Dempster skipper, leaning over the side of his bridge, watched the surf boat rising and falling in the swell.
"There goes a man who's looking for trouble," he said, "and I wouldn't take a half-share of the trouble he's going to find for five hundred of the best.
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