Africa! The land of gold and ivory and slaves and other treasures,all waiting for a man bold enough to seek them out, and, perhaps, toperish in the endeavour. Helifted it out and inspected the name carved into the lid. Furl all your top-hamper, please, MisterTyler. The whip marks latticed his back and flanks, andhis gaze was hard and relentless when he looked up at the mountaintops, blue in the distance.
Llewellyn bowed and returned tohis longboat. But if he wanted the treasure for himself, he must makesure that neither father nor son led the cheese-heads to it first. Then he stooped through the opening anddisappeared. Leaving Hal in the boat he jumped out onto the narrow ledgebelow the cliff and began to climb upwards.
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