CHAPTER XXI

“Well, can you tell how many journeys we have made since we left Fayoum?” asked Stasch. “Yes.” The girl raised her eyebrows and began to count on her fingers. “Let me see: From Fayoum to Khartum—the first journey; from Khartum to Fashoda—the second; from Fashoda to the gorge, where we found King—the third; from Linde Mountain to the lake—the fourth!” “Right. Perhaps there is not another fly in the world who has flown through so much of Africa.” “This fly would have been in a nice plight without you.” And he began t…