Some of the littlest children played in the hut doors, but nearly all of them were listless like the grown folk.

The only sign of normal activity was the big black earthen jars that witnessed that the women performed part at least of their daily round by bringing water from the lake.
I returned late that afternoon, walking, as it were, out of a belt of tetse flies.

On one side of a narrow stream they were thick together; to the west of it there were scarcely any, although the wind blew from east to west.
"There's no fear of news about us reaching any government official," I announced.

"There's a curtain of death between us and the government that even suspicion couldn't penetrate!".