It all fitted in like a game of chess." "How in the world did you get that letter so soon ?" demanded Fred.
"The missionary chap was to mail it in Ujiji, via Salisbury, Rhodesia." "I suppose he simply didn't do that, that's all," Monty answered.

"The bank manager told me he received it in the mission mail bag--from Ujiji, yes, but by way of Muanza, Tabora, and Dar es Salaam.

It reached me in the nick of time.

I must have been marching nearly parallel with you chaps for about a week!" "If coincidence of evidence means anything," said Will "we're all on a red-hot scent! That Baganda we have in our outfit is our prisoner.
One of Schillingschen's pet pimps.

He swears Hassan--or rather some old native whose name he doesn't know--was to meet Schillingschen in these parts and lead him to where he actually helped bury the ivory, years ago!" "We may have difficulty finding him," said I.