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towards them.
He rounded the zebra pens and homed in on his assistant M’Bu, who was peacefully mucking out the ostriches.
‘How many-’ he stopped, and began to wheeze.
M’Bu, who was twelve years old, dropped his shovel and patted him heavily on the back.
‘How many-’ he tried again.
‘You been
‘Someone want elephants, boss?’
‘-got fifteen head, he was telling me, plus also there’s a load at the logging camp probably going cheap, call it two dozen-’
‘Someone want a lot of elephants, boss?’
‘-was saying there’s a herd over T’etse way, shouldn’t be a problemoverdoing it again, boss?’ said M’Bu in a concerned voice. ‘How many elephants we got?’ ‘I just done them,’ said M’Bu. ‘We got three.’ ‘Are you sure?’ ‘Yes, boss,’ said M’Bu, evenly. ‘It’s easy to be sure, with elephants.’ Azhural crouched in the red dust and hurriedly began to scrawl figures with a stick. ‘Old Muluccai’s bound to have half a dozen,’ he muttered. ‘And Tazikel’s usually got twenty or so, and then the people on the delta generally have-’