That, too, was a lie, but it deceived me, and I went north into Rhodesia, where I learned the truth.

But by then I judged the war had gone too far for me to make any profit out of it, so I went into Angola to look for German refugees.

By that time I was hating Germans worse than hell.' 'But what did you propose to do with them ?' I asked.
'I had a notion they would make trouble with the Government in those parts.

I don't specially love the Portugoose, but I'm for him against the Germans every day.

Well, there was trouble, and I had a merry time for a month or two.