least, he could drive these away with his on his headquar at la horsehair fly swat.. It should have been peaceful in the compound, for the women and old folks were inside their huts and the young men had gone hunting. But it was not, for Mwangi and Njoroge were arguing as usual. F "Co the bes du hu "You should help me move the cattle!" shouted Mwangi. "I'm busy!" Njoroge shouted back, as he went on chasing his hoop. "If you help me with the cattle now, I'll help you with the milking tomorrow morning," Mwangi called out after him S "Huh!" snorted Njoroge. "You and your promises! Even if helped you with the cattle, you'd find a way of getting out of helping me with the milking." "I would not!" "Would!"​