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next shikar with every degree of safety. Such a 
present overwhelmed our follower by its magnificence, 
and he was almost too excited to speak, or express 
his thanks. At first he did not realise we meant to 
give it, and it was very pleasant indeed to watch his 
face as the wonderful truth dawned on his mind. 
The rest of our men filed past us as we stood ready 
to pay them by the side of the tent that had been 
our home for so long. Every man got his bonus of 
money, and a little present besides from the stores, 
and we shook hands all round. I think we all felt 
the same regret at parting. Absurd as it may sound, 
the saying “ Good-bye ” to these rough followers of 
ours was a sentimentally sad business. 
“ What days and nights we’d seen, enjoyed, and 
passed.” And truly few travellers had been better 
served. Clarence was immensely anxious to go home 
with us, and become, I don’t quite know what, in our 
household. He spoke to me very seriously about it. 
“ You welly good people,” he said ; “ me go to 
Englan’ all same you.” But England and Clarence 
could never amalgamate, and we had to explain to 
him we would all look forward to meeting again in 
Berbera some day. 
Cecily gave my Waterbury to the cook — a cheap 
way of giving a present, as I told her ; but she had 
to give him a useful mark of her appreciation, she 
said, and her own watch was broken. I said farewell 
to this personage more in sorrow than in anger, and 
he went off winding his Waterbury as hard as he 
could go. 
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