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тАЬNo question about it,тАЭ said Boyes, still grinning at the burly American. тАЬWhen do
we start?тАЭ

тАЬTomorrow morning,тАЭ said Roosevelt, his teeth flashing as he finally returned
Boyes's grin. тАЬBy God, it'll be bully!тАЭ


II.

тАЬFather?тАЭ
Roosevelt, sitting on a chair in front of his tent, continued staring through his
binoculars.

тАЬKermit, you're standing in front of a lilac-breasted roller and a pair of crowned
cranes.тАЭ

Kermit didn't move, and finally Roosevelt put his binoculars down on a nearby table.
He pulled a notebook out of his pocket and began scribbling furiously.

тАЬRemarkable bird viewing here,тАЭ he said as he added the roller and the cranes to his
list. тАЬThat's 34 species I've seen today, and we haven't even had breakfast yet.тАЭ He
looked up at his son. тАЬI love these chilly Ugandan nights and mornings. They remind
me of the Yellowstone. I trust you slept well?тАЭ

тАЬYes, I did.тАЭ

тАЬWonderful climate,тАЭ said Roosevelt. тАЬJust wonderful!тАЭ

тАЬFather, I'd like to speak to you for a few moments, if I may.тАЭ

Roosevelt carefully tucked the notebook back into his breast pocket. тАЬCertainly,тАЭ he
replied. тАЬWhat would you like to talk about?тАЭ

Kermit looked around, found another canvas chair, carried it over next to his father,
and sat down on it.

тАЬThis entire enterprise seems ill-conceived, Father.тАЭ

Roosevelt seemed amused. тАЬThat's your considered opinion, is it?тАЭ

тАЬOne man can't civilize a country half the size of the United States,тАЭ continued
Kermit. тАЬNot even you.тАЭ

тАЬKermit, when I was twelve years old, the best doctors in the world told me I'd
always be underweight and sickly,тАЭ said Roosevelt. тАЬBut when I was nineteen, I was
the lightweight boxing champion of Harvard.тАЭ

тАЬI know, Father.тАЭ

тАЬDon't interrupt. People told me I couldn't write a proper sentence, but I've written