"It’s Hamisi, our butler, that deserves your praise. I get so easily tired in these days that I seldom do the flowers as I used. I make up for it by doing all the mending that Maud will let me have and writing all the letters home. John and Maudie expect a full account of our doings every month.... And dear sister Maud that is here, is always busy over our accounts and Roger’s business correspondence and her poultry farming. You know whilst Roger was in South Africa she almost took his place!" "Oh, as to that," says Maud, who has a strong sense of justice, "you must all admit Hildebrandt and Dr. Wiese both played up. I shall _never_ forget how loyal they were to Roger ... they might have been Englishmen ... and that, too, at a time when other Germans out here were looking askance at us, and that horrible Stolzenberg was threatening to raid the Concession and seize the mines..." "By the bye," says Roger, "you never told me, either of you, about the Flamingo outrage. There are many things I could forgive, but not that. It was one of my great pleasures out here, going to see the Stotts and watching the flamingoes on the lake shore. If I’d been here at the time I should certainly have followed up the brute and shot him..." "We didn’t tell you because we wanted you to get well, and feared you might do something violent before your leg was healed." "Well, now that I know, I shall certainly lodge a strong complaint with the German Commandant at Kondoa...." "Ann Anderson has solemnly cursed him for his cruelty," said Mrs. Stott. "She said so in the letter she sent him by the poor Masai whose hand he chopped off. I think that, by the bye, is better worth taking up with the authorities than the flamingo massacre. I’m afraid you won’t find many of the Germans sympathize with you there, though I must admit they are a great loss to the scenery. But Ann said in the letter: ’If man doesn’t punish you, God will.’" "Of course," said Roger, "it is a scandal the way the Germans tolerate this monster, just because, like Patterne—I suppose _he_ hasn’t turned up again?..." "Don’t know." "... Just because he lives on the outskirts of civilization in no man’s land. I shall try a ride on one of the Basuto ponies next week, go first of all and see your old station of Mwada, interview Ann, remind her of the parable of the Mote and the Beam, ask her to go slow ... with these denunciations of moral frailty; and get some idea of the damage done to the flamingoes. I expect my complaints may draw down on me counter remonstrances from the Germans. I heard a growl the other day from a Herr Inspektor of Native schools that you taught no German" (addressing Mrs. Stott), "only Swahili and a little English. What could you do in that respect? I should not like them to have any excuse for interference with you...."