"Yes. It won't be a difficult scramble. Now Miss Sewin, you shall have
the opportunity of verifying Ukozi's dictum yourself. So--you go
first."
In a moment we were below the rock--a matter of ten yards' descent--and,
in a small dry watercourse beneath we descried the glint of something.
A cry of delight escaped her.
"Why, here it is. Just exactly as he described. Come and look, Mr
Glanton."
Sure enough at our feet, leaning almost upright between the two stones--
the pointed one and the round--was the lost coin.
"But what was it we saw in the crevice?" she said, when the first
astonishment was over. "That seemed to shine, too."
"Probably a point of rock worn smooth. Well, Ukozi has again borne out
his reputation."
"Again? Why? Have you tried him before?"
Her eyes seemed to search my face. There was--or seemed to be--no
prevaricating.
"Well, perhaps. Once. Or rather, he tried me. I'll tell you about it
some day. By Jingo, it's getting dark, and I don't like the look of the
sky. The sooner we're in the better."
Great solid masses of cloud were banking up beyond the further ridge of
the Tugela valley, and a low boom of thunder shivered the still air. A
storm was coming up; probably a heavy one.
"How do you account for this kind of thing?" she said as we regained the
path. "Could he have been passing here at the time I dropped the coin,
and deliberately planned a sort of _coup de theatre_?"
"In that case Arlo would have warned us of his presence. Yet he gave no
sign."
"Of course. And talking about Arlo, wasn't it strange how he seemed not
to mind that man's presence? Why he can hardly be held in when a
strange native comes about."
"Yes. I noticed it. I suppose his instinct must have told him Ukozi
was about to do us a good turn."
She turned towards me, then shook her head.
"You are turning it off, Mr Glanton, I can see that. Yet there is
something rather weird and inexplicable about the whole thing. You
know, I was watching the witch doctor when the reptile or whatever it
was came up in the pool, and it looked just as if he had raised it by
some incantation. It is interesting very--but--rather eerie."
"Oh they have their tricks of the trade, which they don't divulge, you
may be sure. The coin finding was really cleverly worked, however it
was done; for, mind you, he came from quite the contrary direction, and,
as a sheer matter of time, could have been nowhere near the place we
found it in when we turned back."
"It's wonderful certainly, and I'm very glad indeed to have found my
coin again. You must have seen some strange things in the course of
your experience among these people, Mr Glanton? Tell me--what is the
strangest of them?"
"If I were to tell you you wouldn't believe me. Hallo! We'd better
quicken our pace. I suppose you don't want to arrive home wet through."
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