hey all left me soon after, and I saw the boy go and join a tall,
peculiar-looking savage, who was marked with tattoo lines or paint in a
way different to the rest, and these two talked together for a long
while, gesticulating and nodding again and again in my direction, as if
I was the subject of their discourse.

The effect of the attention to my injuries was to produce a sensation of
drowsiness, resulting in a deep sleep, which must have lasted a very
long time, for when I awoke it was in the dark, and I was not startled
now on hearing the snuffling noise and feeling myself touched by Gyp,
who, after silently showing his pleasure, lay down with his head upon my
chest once more, and seemed to go to sleep.

I made an effort to raise my hand to stroke him, but the pain was too
great, and soon after it was I who went to sleep, not Gyp, and when I
awoke it was daybreak and the dog was gone.

I was better that morning, and could take more interest in all that went
on. I saw the tall, peculiar-looking savage go by the hut door at a
distance, and I saw the boy go up to him and pass out of sight.

Soon after a couple of blacks brought me some food and water, of which I
partook eagerly.

Later on the boy came with the same two men as on the previous day, and
my head was once more dressed and my limbs chafed.

Then I was left alone, and I lay watching once more the savages coming
and going in a slow deliberate way. I noticed that there were a good
many women and children, but if ever they attempted to come in the
direction of the hut where I lay they were angrily driven back.

Some of the women appeared to be occupied in domestic work, preparing
some kind of bread, others busily stripped the feathers from some large
birds brought in by men who seemed to have been hunting.

I noticed all this feeling calm and restful now, and I was lying
wondering whether Jack Penny and the doctor would find out where I was,
when I heard a scuffling noise, which seemed to come from a hut where
there was a crowd of the people standing.

Then there was a repetition of the scene I had previously witnessed,
Jimmy being brought out, kicking, struggling, and full of fight.

The blacks seemed to want to drag him to the tree where I had seen him
tied, but to this Jimmy objected strongly. The way in which he butted
at his captors, and kicked out like a grasshopper, would have been most
laughable had I not been anxious, for I felt sure that i