... it did me good. "Yes, we must go south, " said Inyati, "but not far. Only half a march, and then we will turn again east. Thus shall we find the pans." That night we did ... far the trek had been slow and tedious, but without untoward incident. We were well armed, and those natives who did not avoid us were only too eager to bring in food, or show us water in return ... in the ashes, and thus turning their pulp into a clear liquid like water. Seldom though did we trouble to do this, eating the insipid cucumber-like fruit as we found it, but though refreshing...