Some of it may be near here.

I stayed in the lazaretto an extra day with Courtney, talking it over.

One other thing he remembered to tell me was that Schillingschen had hunted high and low for Tippoo Tib's old servants, and had finally managed to have the relatives of that man Hassan--I remember, Fred, you called him Johnson in Zanzibar--thrown in jail in German East for some alleged offense or other." Monty stopped to scrape out a faithful pipe, fill it, press down tobacco with a practised thumb, and reach toward the campfire for a burning brand.

Then he smoked for two minutes reflectively.
"I offered Courtney a share should we find the stuff.

Knew you fellows would agree." Pause.