15/16 All of us slaves were blindfolded during the last day's march. But I worked up my bandage with my nose--ah! my big nose served me well that day--and watched the path from beneath it, and Otter never forgets a road over which his feet have travelled. Also I followed that path back." "Could you find the spot from here ?" "Yes, Baas. I should go along these mountains, ten days' journey or more, till we struck the southernmost mouth of the Zambesi below Luabo. Afterwards two or more days through the swamps and we come to the place. |