Excerpt: ...but, knowing my way with papers, I had already learned those streets' names. 'All right, ' I said. 'But I'm not likely to go that way. And the time's so short. I'll try though.' His face lit, and his eyes gleamed. 'Do try, ' he said. 'Don't build on it, ' I entreated him. 'I'll try to write to her anyway.' Then he looked downcast indeed; he had fallen from such a confident height. But he said 'Goodbye' like a real friend. I forgot him almost completely for the next four days or so. There were excitements, seeing ...
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Excerpt: ...but, knowing my way with papers, I had already learned those streets' names. 'All right, ' I said. 'But I'm not likely to go that way. And the time's so short. I'll try though.' His face lit, and his eyes gleamed. 'Do try, ' he said. 'Don't build on it, ' I entreated him. 'I'll try to write to her anyway.' Then he looked downcast indeed; he had fallen from such a confident height. But he said 'Goodbye' like a real friend. I forgot him almost completely for the next four days or so. There were excitements, seeing somebody at headquarters, wiring business wires, writing friendly letters against time, steering a forlorn small native and a more forlorn small dog, who were sharing my fortunes, down to the coast. At last I was there, and discussing shipping news with new-found keenness. My prospects of getting off with speed looked black for a bit; then came the flash of a fresh idea. As there was no ship for the African port I knew, why not book for the unknown? There were transports returning to a port beyond, I had heard. True, the cost of railway traveling thence was hard to forecast, resources were of a modest sort, and there were three of us to find fares for. Yet ways and means began to show their forms out of the mist soon. I chose to sail almost at once by the untried road, and I wrote to friends', telling them how I had chosen. I wrote to my friend in hospital, among others. I was going the Bulawayo way after all, and I might do what he wanted quite unbelievably easily. Who would have thought it when we parted? I scribbled down the great news against time. (I had an importunate proof to correct before sailing; proofs are apt to take hours, I find, and my sailing hour was near.) He might be expected to have my scribble handed to him on the hospital stoep about three days after. So I calculated. I flattered myself that I knew the ins and outs of our despatches and mail deliveries, also that I had allowed in my calculation for censorial delay. It was...
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