The Ivory Trail by Talbot Mundy
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--------------- * In 1914 there were still thousands of slaves in German East, although the German press and public were ever loudest in their condemnation of British conditions. --------------- We reached the ship, and were watching our piles of luggage arrive up the accommodation ladder when the solution of Lady Isobel Saffren Waldon's problem appeared. She arrived alongside in the official boat of the German consulate, a German officer in white uniform on either hand, and the German ensign at the stern. "Pretty fair impudence, paying official honors to our undesirables, yet I don't see what we can do," said the senior from the Residency. Yerkes drew me aside. "Did you ever see anything more stupidly British?" he demanded. "It's as obvious as the nose on your face that she's up to some game. It's as plain as twice two that the Germans are backing her whether the British like it or not. Look at those two Heinies now!" We faced about and watched them. After bowing Lady Waldon to her cabin, they approached our party with brazen claim to recognition--and received it. They were met, and spoken to apparently as cordially as if their friendship had been indisputable. "Did you ever see anything to beat it? Why not kick 'em into the sea? |
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