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So I went in to Stella, and without saying a word to her of the baboon story, told her I had been thinking matters over, and had come to the conclusion that it was our duty to follow her father's instructions to the letter, and leave Babyan Kraals at once.

Into all our talk I need not enter, but the end of it was that she agreed with me, and declared that she could quite well manage the journey, saying, moreover, that now that her dear father was dead she would be glad to get away.
Nothing happened to disturb us that night, and on the following morning I was up early making preparations.

The despair of the people when they learned that we were going to leave them was something quite pitiable.

I could only console them by declaring that we were but on a journey, and would return the following year.
"They had lived in the shadow of their father, who was dead," they declared; "ever since they were little they had lived in his shadow.

He had received them when they were outcasts and wanderers without a mat to lie on, or a blanket to cover them, and they had grown fat in his shadow.