The big game
The two men had already eaten lunch in a small reserved dining room of the barracks and were in the adjoining casino officials. De la Fontaine had offered to drink a cognac despite the climate of the region and Alain could not refuse. Just a few minutes before he had finished counting every detail of his wanderings in the German colony and its chief was meditating while warming the brandy in his hands.
“Well.” Said finally De la Fontaine.”What do you want to know?
“However much I've racked my brains I could not find meaning in what has happened to me during part of this year.”
“What do you mean specifically?
“First, And following Captain Duclós´ reasoning in Madagascar and the fact that Westkamp actually knew my condition of French officer since he called me by my rank, I
