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fellow, quite a model, and absolutely without clothing ! 
The scene brought to my mind the meeting of Ulysses 
with the Princess Nausicaa, on the shores of Phaeacia, 
only that there was less of shame and delicacy, if 
not more innocence, in this than in the Homeric 
scene. Our arrival did not disconcert them in the 
least ; the lubricating process went on till every part 
had received its due proportion of grease, and the 
hero shone again. But his wife was murmuring re- 
bellion in his ears all the time. What," said she, 
"are you to have for this journey? It is one of 
danger. You will feel the cold ; let them give you 
a cloth before you start ! Unless they do so, I would 
not go if r were you." This was mentioned to me. 
I would gladly have given a cloth had I had one, but 
I had not, and explained the arrangement I had 
made with the mange instead. Nothing more was 
said, and the man, seizing a bundle of skins, at once 
led the way. 
Making a halt at the border to procure men and 
food, as we had done before, we continued our way. 
Our party completed, we numbered a dozen men : 
myself, Sadi, Tofiki, and nine Wachaga. Crossing 
the border at eleven a.m., we pursued the path we had 
taken before till two p.m., when we turned a little 
more to the left, going almost due north. Our present 
guide seemed more familiar with the work than 
Marondo; 
He knew each lane, and every alley green, 
Dingle or bushy dell, of this wild wood, 
And every bosky bower from side to side.'^ 
The weather was very fine and clear, though in so 
