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CHAPTER 73

PART II

Our Reception in Partoowye

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Upon starting, at last, I flung away my sandals-by this time quite worn out-with the view of keeping company with the doctor, now forced to go barefooted. Recovering his spirits in good time, he protested that boots were a bore after all, and going without them decidedly manly.
This was said, be it observed, while strolling along over a soft carpet of grass; a little moist, even at midday, from the shade of the wood through which we were passing.