Talbot Mundy

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Talbot Mundy,  The Ivory Trail — Chapter 12 (1919)

“ Life in the open is only good fun when there is cover to take to at will.
All the way along the winding foot-track leading in every imaginable direction except toward the village, and only turning suddenly toward it when we had grown disgusted and decided to leave it and try to find another, Brown kept pointing out trees with suitable overhanging arms to which we might hang Coutlass. The Greek, with eyes for nothing but the fat, hump-backed village cattle in the distance, seemed to think only of them, until Will commented on the fact, and Fred saw fit to drop a hint.
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Talbot Mundy,  The Ivory Trail — Chapter 12 (1919)

“ Luxury is a question of contrast. That evening in a hut assigned to us by the chief, squatting on the trodden cow-dung floor, leaning against the dried-mud sides, with a little fire of sticks in the midst to give us light and keep mosquitoes at a distance at the expense of almost unbearable heat, we ate porridge made from mtama, as they call their kaffir corn, and washed it down with milk—good rich cows’ milk, milked by Kazimoto into our own metal pot instead of their unwashed gourds. ”
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Talbot Mundy,  The Ivory Trail — Chapter 12 (1919)

“ We’ll set you ashore on the mainland, and if you dare show yourself to Schillingschen or any British official, we’ll run that risk cheerfully!”
But Coutlass was imperturbable for once. He laid a hand on Fred’s knee, and changed his tone to one of gentle persuasion between friend and friend.
“Ah! Mr. Oakes, I know you now too well! You are not the man to leave me in the lurch! These others perhaps! You never! You know me, too. You have seen me under all conditions. You are able to judge my character. You know how firm a friend I can be, as well as how savage an enemy!
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