At one village, indeed, they would not show us the path at all unless we remained at least a day with them.
Having refused, we took a path in the direction we ought to go, but it led us into an inextricable thicket.

Returning to the village again, we tried another footpath in a similar direction, but this led us into an equally impassable and trackless forest.

We were thus forced to come back and remain.

In the following morning they put us in the proper path, which in a few hours led us through a forest that would otherwise have taken us days to penetrate.
Beyond this forest we found the village of Nyakalonga, a sister of the late Matiamvo, who treated us handsomely.

She wished her people to guide us to the next village, but this they declined unless we engaged in trade.