have the fetish-men bound, as from
the time of their flight he had ordered them to be each evening. It was
apparent that both sentinels, watching the water, through inbred negro
carelessness, lay down and fell asleep. This facilitated the work of
the rogues and permitted them to escape unpunished.

Before the confusion subsided somewhat and the people recovered from
their consternation, considerable time elapsed; nevertheless, the
assassins could not be far away, as the ground under the cut bags was
moist and the blood which flowed from both of the slain did not yet
coagulate. Stas issued an order to pursue the runaways not only for the
purpose of punishing them, but also to recover the last two bags of
water. Kali, mounting a horse and taking with him about thirteen
guardsmen, started in pursuit. Stas at first wanted to take part in it,
but it occurred to him that he could not leave Nell alone among the
excited and enraged negroes; so he remained. He only directed Kali to
take Saba along with him.

He himself remained, for he feared a downright mutiny, particularly
among the Samburus. But in this he was mistaken. The negroes as a rule
break out easily, and sometimes for trivial causes, but when crushed by
a great calamity and particularly when the inexorable hand of death
weighs upon them, they submit passively; not only those whom Islam
teaches that a struggle with destiny is vain, but all others. Then
neither terror nor the moments of torture can arouse them from their
torpor. It happened thus at this time. The Wahimas, as well as the
Samburus, when the first excitement passed away and the idea that they
must die definitely found lodgment in their minds, lay down quietly on
the ground waiting for death; in view of which not a mutiny was to be
feared, but rather that on the morrow they would not want to rise and
start upon their further journey. Stas, when he observed this, was
seized by a great pity for them.

Kali returned before daybreak and at once placed before Stas two bags
torn to pieces, in which there was not a drop of water.

"Great Master," he said, "madi apana!"

Stas rubbed his perspiring forehead with his hand; after which he said:

"And M'Kunje and M'Pua?"

"M'Kunje and M'Pua are dead," Kali replied.

"Did you order them to be killed?"

"A lion or 'wobo' killed them."

And he began to relate what happened. The bodies of the two murderers
were found quite far from the camp at the place where