The Ivory Trail by Talbot Mundy
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page 90 of 552 (16%)
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"True. Juma told us. Juma probably told them that we told him.
Natives often put the cart before the horse without the slightest intention of lying." "All the same, why should they believe him?" "Why not? Zanzibar's agog with the story--after all these years. The ivory must have been buried more than a quarter of a century ago. Some one's been stirring the mud. We arrive, unexpectedly from nowhere, ask questions about the ivory, make plans for British East Africa--and there you are! The people who were merely determined to get the stuff jump to the false conclusion that we really know where it is.'' "Q. E. D.!" said Fred, finishing his drink. "Not at all," said Monty. "There are two things yet to be demonstrated. They're true, but not proven. The German government is after the staff. And the German government has very special reasons for secrecy and tricks." "We four against the German government looks like longish odds," said I. "Remains to be seen," said Monty. "If the German government's very special reasons were legal or righteous they'd be announced with a fanfare of trumpets." "Where's all this leading us?" demanded Fred. "To a slight change of plan," said Monty. |
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