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in Lingala and accelerated as he shouted. There were no guns, no trappings I had expected of sol-
diers, though the stern faces of the men on shore seemed military enough. After ten seconds being
pulled in our wake, the hanger-on let go.
Soon it was dark, and we were traveling along a much wider path. Every now and then we
scraped over a sandbar, slowing but not stopping. The team sat near the outboards with Landrine,
singing, her laughter occasionally ringing out over the drone of the engines.
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