Stanley and Livingstone Page #4

Would you mind telling me Sir, what are

you doing here on your way to Zanzibar?

Well no... Mr. Bennet has send me

to try to find Dr. Livingstone.

Lord Tyce!... You forgot your paper.

- Got a matchstick?

- Yeah1

This isn't any different color from Mother

Ocean. Made no difference for me then

Nice and quiet now, but I get a feeling

that I ain't going to enjoy this trip.

Jeff, I have a got a

hunch better than any.

Globes story about Livingstone death is nothing

but a trumped up lie from start to finish.

Some people just ain't got

any respect for the truth.

Now son, if you will excuse

me. I have got some business.

Missy! Missy!

Yes, what is it?

- Big ship... she come.

- Send the carriage to the dock immediately.

- Father! The boat is in.

- Splendid... splendid.

Darling do be a dear and change your clothes

and be brushed up before Lord Tyce gets here.

-Who my dear?

- Lord Tyce.

- We are expecting him, aren't we?

- Yes. And you must make a good appearance.

After all while the counselor is away. You

are the representative of Her Majesty's govt.

Yes, yes my dear... To be sure

I am, I will wear my uniform

Father your uniform is

appropriate when you are in China.

But I have your other suit all washed

and ironed. That would be so much better.

- Yes. Yes. My dear. You are right. Quite right.

- All right now. Come along and please hurry.

The ship is already in. I have

send the coach for your father.

- Good

- Did you take your quinine?

Is that all you have to say to me. While

it is almost an hour since I have seen you?

-Did you take your quinine?

- No!

- Must you leave everything for me to think

off? I was reading and the time slipped by.

Gareeth, do you think your father will

be able to have us transferred back home?

No question he has the influence..

but a tough old bird is the Governor.

Doesn't believe in doing any favors. He expects

everybody to be aggressive & self-reliant as he is.

That's why I am in

such a constant trial.

- I am frightened to death of him already

- You needn't be.

He wont be able to resist

you. As if anyone could.

I beg your pardon! Is

this Mr. Kingsley's house?

I have some business with

him. Are you Mrs. Kingsley?

- Miss Kingsley.

- I am Stanley. I am a reporter at New York Herald

- I see. Mr. Stanley, Could you

possibly come tomorrow instead?

I could possibly. But I

would like to see him tonight.

- We are dining here.

- I envy you.

- We have guests here... excuse me.

- Oh! Here you are. Pls help me tie this tie.

- Father you promised you would wear white suit.

- Oh yes. Of course I am.

- Goodnight Miss Stanley. I am

sorry if I have disturbed you.

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