A young woman and two men. The men, both red-eyed with fever, were forced forseveral weeks to stay shut and shivering in an isolated hut, while the young woman,having presently taken a fancy to the wood-carver, shared the woodcarvers mat.

"I dont credit that part," Joe Bell said squeamishly. "I know she had her ways,but I dont think shed be up to anything as much as that."

"And then?"

"Then nothing," he shrugged. "By and by she went like she come, rode away on ahorse."

"Alone, or with the two men?"

Joe Bell blinked. "With the two men, I guess. Now the Jap, he asked about her upand down the country. But nobody else had ever seen her." Then it was as if hecould feel my own sense of letdown transmitting itself to him, and he wanted no partof it. "One thing you got to admit, its the only definite news in I dont know howmany" -- he counted on his fingers: there werent enough -- "years. All I hope, Ihope shes rich. She must be rich. You got to be rich to go mucking around inAfrica."

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