, It is notnecessary, he protested. Get a tin helmet for him, Twenty-man-Jones ordered, and while Shasaadjusted the straps of the helmet he led him to the foot of the sheercliff. Shasa saw that they were picking out tiny opaque stones, some assmall as sugar grains, others the size of small green peas, from theduller mass of gravel. I'm sorry I made you ashamed of me.
He shook his head slowly. The wetgravel flowed easily over the surface, but the diamonds were dry. It was you and I that saved her,Lothar agreed. We must look after this kaffir, he said loudly.
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