"Yes. Why not? My father was a great chief--a king, as you might say.
But it was Edwin Lister who first fired my ambition to learn the lore of
the white men, so that I might civilise my tribe. He induced my father
to give me much money, and took me to England himself many years ago. I
was at school, and at Oxford until I took my degree. Then I returned to
my tribe in Nigeria--in Southern Nigeria--and as my father was dead I
attempted to teach my countrymen and subjects what I had learned. Your
father helped me, and it was then that he saved my life when a lion
attacked me. I could do nothing, however," continued the negro bitterly,
"as my countrymen were too much under the sway of the fetish priests.
These raised an outcry against me, and nominating a cousin of mine as
chief, drove me and your father away. We only escaped death by an
accident, but I managed to bring some treasure with me, and came with
your father to England."
"And now I suppose you want to find this treasure you spoke of, and
regain your chiefdom," said Cyril, interested in this strange story.
Durgo fingered a cigarette carefully, and lighted the same. "There is no
treasure," he remarked quietly.
"But you said----"
"I know I did, when Miss Huxham was present. Women, as I say, should
know nothing or hear nothing of these things. To you I speak plainly, as
you are the son of my master, and so are entitled to my regard and
trust. I came here with your father," added Durgo slowly, "to get money
from Huxham, so that we both might buy guns and swords and rifles, to
re-conquer my tribe."
"But the British Government?"
"Quite so. The Government would not approve, so for that reason I
remained in rough clothes, in rough lodgings, near the docks; while
Edwin Lister went to live in the West End. He interested several
adventurous spirits in our proposed expedition, but money was sadly
needed, and I had not enough. Thus your father came down to see Captain
Huxham, and get that which was required. Captain Huxham, whom your
father had met in Nigeria, owed my father a lot of money, which he did
not pay. I was only employing Edwin Lister to get back my own."
"I see. But how did my father learn the whereabouts of Captain Huxham?"
"_You_ told him," was the negro's unexpected reply.
"I told him! I don't recollect----"
"Perhaps not, as you spoke hurriedly. But don't you remember that when
your father one day asked you for money, you said that you wished to
save all you could, as you desired to marry Miss Huxham. Your father
questioned you, and learned that she was the daughter of an old sailor.
It was therefore easy for him to guess that he had found the man for
whom he was seeking."
"But I did not tell my father where Captain Huxham lived."
Durgo waved his hand, as Mrs. Giles brought in the coffee. "That was
easy," he remarked, when she left the room, "you were followed here by
your father. But now that you understand the position, will you work
with me?"
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