"I must tell you that my blindness is not going to help you in the way you believe," he said.
"What do I believe?" The animation of curiosity crept into her voice.
"For one thing, you believe I am no ivory hunter; and you know perfectly why I am in this country."
"Do I?"
"Do you not?"
"Well--yes."
"Why is it, tell me."
She pondered this, then made up her mind
"I do not know why not. The time for fencing is over. I know perfectly that you are sent by your government to make treaty with M'tela. And I know," she added with the graciousness of one who has got back to sure ground, "that no one could do it better; and no one as well."
"Except Winkleman," said Kingozi simply.