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OLD RELIABLE IN AFRICA

Ibrahim. But his master called: "Wahid! Mahomet. Come here, Zack."

With Zack at his heels, the Colonel strode down the long piazza, to the room where his belongings lay scattered. Mahomet followed surlily, while his mind went chasing after Said, who would surely cheat him. It was not until the linen-clad American started towards the steamer landing that Mahomet dodged out of the door, dropped off the piazza and went bounding like a panther toward Ibrahim and Said.

Being sure that the Colonel had gone, Zack thrust his black face through the doorway, and grinned. "Did anybody ever see de beat o' dat? Hommit specs me to do all dis packin' whilst—Lawd Gawd! Look yonder! All three o' dem niggers is fightin'."