Chapter 32

Less than a week after the consultation and the exposure of Bosambo’s great plan a lank native was seen in the light of dawn paddling up the river, keeping to slack waters and avoiding, in a marked fashion, the centres of population. “If they see you by daylight, your childish camouflage is spotted,” said Hamilton who came down to the quay at 2.0 a.m. on a rainy morning to see his subordinate depart. “Trust Bones,” said that confident young man. “I don’t,” said Hamilton. Which was true: he never did. “And I’ll come…