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The Ivory Trail

CHAPTER THIRTEEN
19/25

That afternoon was reminiscent of the long days on the dhow, when nobody could move without disturbing everybody else, and we all breathed the same hot mixed stench over and over.
We posted two sentries to lie with their eyes on the level of the rim and guard against surprise.

But there was so little to watch, except kites wheeling overhead everlastingly, that they went to sleep; and we were so bored, and so sure of our hiding-place and Schillingschen's unsuspicion that we did not notice them.

I myself fell asleep toward five o'clock, and when I awoke the sun was so low in the west that our hollow lay in deep gloom.
Fred was lying on his elbow, sucking an unfilled, unlighted pipe.

Will lay on his side, too, with back toward both of us, ruminating.
Coutlass and Brown were both asleep, but Coutlass awoke as I rolled over and struck him with my heel.

Nearly all the porters were snoring.
It was a sharp exclamation from the Greek that caused me to sit up and face due westward.


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