[A bit narrow and uncharitable, this view.

It seems to me that Zikali is taking a big risk in giving him the Great Medicine .-- JB] Well, I was in for the business and must follow it to the finish whatever that might be.

After all it was very interesting and if there were anything in what Zikali said (if there were not I could not conceive what object he had in sending me on such a wild-goose chase through this home of geese and ducks), it might become more interesting still.

For being pretty well fever-proof I did not think I should die in that morass, as of course nine white men out of ten would have done, and, beyond it lay the huge mountain which day by day grew larger and clearer.
Nor did Hans, who, with a childlike trust, pinned his faith to the Great Medicine.

This, he remarked, was the worst veld through which he had ever travelled, but as the Great Medicine would never consent to be buried in that stinking mud, he had no doubt that we should come safely through it some time.