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I Meet Sir Henry Curtis

           SirHenrywassittingoppositetomeinaMadeirachair,hisarmsleaningonthetable. Henowlookedup,fixinghislargegreyeyesfulluponmyface. Therewasacuriousanxietyinthem,Ithought. 

           "DidyouhappentomeetamancalledNevillethere?" 

           "Oh,yes; heoutspannedalongsideofmeforafortnighttoresthisoxenbeforegoingontotheinterior. Ihadaletterfromalawyerafewmonthsback,askingmeifIknewwhathadbecomeofhim,whichIansweredtothebestofmyabilityatthetime." 

           "Yes,"saidSirHenry,"yourletterwasforwardedtome. YousaidinitthatthegentlemancalledNevilleleftBamangwatoatthebeginningofMayinawagonwithadriver,avoorlooper,andaKafirhuntercalledJim, announcinghisintentionoftrekkingifpossibleasfarasInyati,theextremetradingpostintheMatabelecountry,wherehewouldsellhiswagonandproceedonfoot. Youalsosaidthathedidsellhiswagon,forsixmonthsafterwardsyousawthewagoninthepossessionofaPortuguesetrader, whotoldyouthathehadboughtitatInyatifromawhitemanwhosenamehehadforgotten,andthathebelievedthewhitemanwiththenativeservanthadstartedofffortheinterioronashootingtrip." 

           "Yes." 

           Thencameapause. 

           "Mr.Quatermain,"saidSirHenrysuddenly, "IsupposeyouknoworcanguessnothingmoreofthereasonsofmyofMr.Neville’sjourneytothenorthward,orastowhatpointthatjourneywasdirected?" 

           "Iheardsomething,"Ianswered,andstopped. ThesubjectwasonewhichIdidnotcaretodiscuss. 

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