This ended in a row and the truth is that I killed him--in fair fight, mind you.

Still, kill him I did though I scarcely knew that I had done it at the time, after which the place grew too hot to hold me.

So I sold up and swore that I would have no more to do with what they are pleased to call civilisation on the East Coast.
"During my trading I had heard that there was fine country up this way, and here I came and settled years ago, bringing my girl and Thomaso, who was one of my managers, also a few other people with me.

And here I have been ever since, doing very well as before, for I trade a lot of ivory and other things and grow stuff and cattle, which I sell to the River natives.

Yes, I am a rich man now and could go to live on my means in Scotland, or anywhere." "Why don't you ?" I asked.
"Oh! for many reasons.