“Yes, Sir!” answered the police commissioner.
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John McMillan, a retired European army general was rewarded with two hundred thousand acres of very beautiful land in Tropika by the colonial government. He established himself as a successful large‑scale tobacco farmer. He also kept large numbers of livestock and racing horses. He handed over the management of his farm to his son Timothy McMillan, as soon as the son completed his agricultural college education in Europe.
Timothy married Jane, his college mate, who was very glad to accompany him to Africa. They settled on the farm managing the expansive estate with a cheap labor force of more than twenty thousand poor scraggy Africans, who handled everything from baby seating, laundry, cooking, domestic chores, fieldwork, and some cler
