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That day, owing to the roughness of the road--if road it could be

called--and an accident to one of the wagons, we only covered about

fifteen ed to outspan at the first

spot where we could find water When the oxen had been unyoked I

looked about h I had

approached it fronised at once

as the mouth of the Black Kloof, in which, over a year before, I had

interviewed Zikali the Little and Wise There was nothe

spot; that blasted valley, with the piled-up colu cliff at the end of it, have, so far as I am aware, no exact

counterparts in Africa

I sat upon the box of the first wagon, eatingand biscuit, for I had not bothered to shoot any ga whether Zikali were still

alive, also whether I should take the trouble to walk up the kloof and

find out On the whole I thought that I would not, as the place repelled

me, and I did not particularly wish to hear any more of his prophecies

and fierce, ill-o the wonderful

effect of the red evening light pouring up between those walls of

fantastic rocks