I Was Confident That There Would Be Little
Difficulty In Finding The Wounded Eland, And On
Landaalu Coming Up - Which, By The Way, He Did
Almost Immediately, For He Was A Wonderful Goer
- We Started To Make A Rough Search Through The
Thicket.
Owing to the growing darkness,
however, we met with no success, so I decided to
return to camp, which was many miles away, and
to resume the quest at daybreak the following
morning.
It turned out that we were even
further from home than I thought, and black night
came upon us before we had covered a quarter of
the distance. Fortunately the invaluable Landaalu
had discovered a good crossing over the swamp,
so we were able to press on at a good pace
without losing any time in overcoming the
obstacle. After an hour or so of hard travelling,
we were delighted to see a rocket go up, fired
by my friends to guide us on our way. Such a
sight is wonderfully cheering when one is far
away from camp, trudging along in the inky
darkness and none too certain of one's direction;
and a rocket equipment should invariably be
carried by the traveller in the wilds. Several
more were sent up before we got anywhere near
camp, and I remarked to Landaalu that we must
have gone a very long way after the eland.
"Long way," he replied; "why, Master, we
have been to Baringo!" This lake as a matter
of fact was fully fifty miles away.
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