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One would have to go no further than this novel in order to show that "African colonial literature of the 1930s did very well without the real Africa". It is full of the prejudices and stereotypes that dominated the majority view of Africa by the West. The story itself is painfully dull: a French gentleman arrives in Guinea in order to rescue a little European girl kidnapped by some savage tribe. The trite remarks, preposterous situations and the distasteful racism that permeates all the narration provide a good example of the sorry literary diet offered by much of the popular novels at that time.
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