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' Asi molato hahaho ' (That's not your business) ; so 

 I followed him in silence. When it got dark my 

 master fired two shots, but hearing nothing in reply, 

 again went on. Shortly afterwards, hearing some 

 one shouting, we answered, and Nangora came up 

 carrying the water and some giraffe meat. He had 

 also lost himself, but hearing the shots had come in 

 the direction of the sound. My master now took a 

 drink from the calabash, and gave me some too. 

 He then told me to go in front and make for camp. 

 I told him that I did not now know whereabouts the 

 camp lay, as we had held such a zigzag course all 

 the , afternoon, and urged him to go to the river 

 during the cool of night. However, he would not 

 do so ; and after looking at his compass, again took 

 the lead. After a time we sat down and fired two 

 more shots, and my master then told me to set fire 

 to the grass, which I did. He then said he would 

 sleep there, but soon changed his mind ; so we got 

 up and went on again. We now walked on till late 

 at night, often through thick patches of bush, my 

 master always holding a very uncertain course. I 

 now advised him to make for where the moon was 

 setting, in order to cut the path by which we had 

 come from the river. However, he would not, so 

 we lit a fire and then lay down to wait for daylight. 

 W^e here drank all the water that remained in the 

 calabash. At daylight the next morning my master 

 again told me to go in front and make for the camp 

 near where we had shot the elephants. I told him 

 I did not know where the camp lay, and again 

 advised him to strike for the river, whose course 1 

 knew. He only swore at me, and told Nangora to 

 go in front. After a time my master said we were 

 going wrong, and again took the lead himself. In 



