Part 62 (2/2)
The man fell back on insolence at once There is no native in Africa who takes anda
”I aentlelish
”In what capacity?” demanded Fred
”I aers who ask me!”
”Do you obey him implicitly?”
”I do I a”
”Is his naanda hesitated
”All right,” said Fred ”I know his naschen You have boasted that you do what he orders you Theseto conquer the country and destroy all people, including the English, who have not accepted Isla over his shoulder to discover his retreat cut off by our porters, and eying Fred with nity that reminded one of a cornered beast of prey He could control his face, but not his eyes
”Oh, no, sir!” he answered after sing a tiainst anda, now a British protectorate and enjoying all blessings of British rule I ae at Entebbe How should I tell such a tale against my benefactors?”
”That is what you are here to explain!” Fred answered ”No! You can't escape, you hellion! Squat down and answer!”
”All this stuff is pretty familiar,” Will interrupted ”In the States there are always people going the rounds a some form of treason Over there we can afford to treat it as a joke--now and then an ugly one, and on the darkies!”
”This is an ugly joke on a darkie, too!” grinned Fred
The Baganda h the door, but our porters were too quick and strong for him
”Confession is your one chance!” said Fred
”Put hot irons to his feet!” advised Coutlass (The native beer had left him villainously evil-teanda for half an hour, and I will make him tell me what is on the far side of the moon, as well as what his mother said and did before she bore higested Fred
”Oh,”Hand me over to the bwana collector! He will put me in jail I alish do not punish as the Germans do! You dare not assault me! You dare not torture me!
You must hand me over to the bwana collector to be tried in court of law Nothing else is permissible! I shall receive short sentence, that is all, with reprieve after two-thirds tiood conduct!”
”Make hie you told us about!”
advised Coutlass, lolling at ease on his elboatch the entlelisho, or--”
Heat his captors, and finally lying on his back to screa applied in earnest
”What shall we do with the beast?” asked Fred The hut was so full of his infernal screa us
”Tie hiht to Schillingschen”