as her grandmother would have put it, when she spotted the white giraffe at the game park gate. He seemed to be backing away. She went out onto the back stoep to see what was bothering him. At the far end of the garden, Reuben James was reaching up and trying to feed him through the fence. Martine was livid. She sprinted through the mango trees and prepared to confront her nemesis. Before she could get a word out, he said, “Ah, Martine. Nice to see you. Your giraffe—Jeremiah, is it?—and I were just getting acquainted. I hear there’s a legend around here that says the child who rides a white giraffe has power over all animals. That would be you, I suppose. Lurk was telling me the other day that a buffalo that appeared to be quite dead jumped to its feet like a spring lamb when you touched it.” “I’m surprised Lurk had time to see anything,” retorted Martine. “He was too busy trying to start a wildfire with his cigarette, being rude to Tendai, and frightening our elephants.”
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