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circles, but I never saw the animal again ; and as the sun 
came out strong, and I had nothing on my head, I was 
forced to let it go. When I got back to camp I felt a bit 
sick, and had a bad headache, owing to the terrific heat 
striking upon my exposed head. All the afternoon there 
was not a breath of air. 
We had now made seven marches, or three and a half 
days, without seeing a sign of Wardare or Well Wall: 
Our guides told us it was five marches to Well Wall. 
^ All men are liars,’ I know, but all Somalis are d d 
liars ! I was just thinking I dared not have a bath, owing 
to the scarcity of water, when down came the rain. I 
tried to collect some in buckets, waterproof ground-sheets, 
bath, pans, and cooking-pots, but the net result watered 
one pony only. I retired that night into a damp bed, 
feeling very miserable. 
Next morning we had to wait till 8 o’clock, as the 
camel-mats were soaked through. At 11 we camped, as 
we heard sheep in the distance, the first we had heard 
for upwards of ten days. At 4.30 we reached a village 
and camped. An enormous crowd of people collected, and 
examined everything. The day had been so close that I 
think I must have got a slight sunstroke, as it was with 
difficulty I could keep conscious, my head feeling very bad, 
my eyes swimming, and my feet and hands losing their 
feeling. Next day my head was very bad, and I dared 
not stir out of the shade of my tent. 
The people here proved, as usual, great liars. They had 
promised the day before to bring a large flock of sheep to 
sell, but the whole day produced but three sheep and two 
wretched camels. They were regular jungle folk, and had 
never seen matches nor money, and went into fits of 
laughter and jabbered nineteen to the dozen at some 
pictures of Somalis I showed them. Some of the young 
men were very insolent, and had to be forcibly ejected from 
the zareba. 
Next morning we marched to Well Wall, where I had 
