to carry my
tent and food. Now I have none. They have eaten them! Now they hunt
me!"

"Well, you're safe," said Monty. "Calm yourself."

"But you are not Bwana Schillingschen! I am here to wait for him.
Have you seen him? Where is he?"

Fred answered him. "Dead!"

Hassan threw himself on the ground again at Monty's feet.

"Oh, what shall I do?" he blubbered. "I am an old man. Who shall take
my people out of jail? Who shall go to Dar es Salaam and make Germans
give them up?"

"If you're willing to show us what you intended to show
Schillingschen," said Monty, "I'll do what I can for your relations."

"What can you do? Oh, what can you do? No man but a German can make
these Germans cease from punishing!"

Monty beckoned to the Baganda who had once done Schillingschen's dirty
work.

"D'you see this man? This is a German spy. The German will be willing
to hand over your relations in exchange for a promise not to make a
fuss about this man. Wait a minute, though! Are your relations
criminals?"

"No, bwana! No, bwana! My relations honorable folk! Formerly living
in Zanzibar--going to Bagamoyo to serve in German family by invitation
of person attached to German Consulate--no sooner landed than thrown in
jail on charges they know nothing whatever about. Then Schillingschen
he finding me, and say to me, 'You show where is that Tippoo Tib's
ivory, and your relations shall go free!' And Tippoo Tib, he say to
me, 'You take first step to show any man where is that ivory, and you
shall be fed to white ants by my faithful people!' And Schillingschen
he catch two of them faithful people, and feed 'em to white ants when
nobody looking that way! Schillingschen terrible! Tippoo Tib
terrible! What shall do? Tippoo Tib, he one time making me go long
trip with Bwana Coutlass, very bad Greek. Bwana Coutlass wanting
ivory--me pretending showing him--leading him wrong way. Coutlass very
bad man, beating me ngumu sana.* All the same, me more afraid of
Tippoo Tib and Bwana Schillingschen. Not long ago Tippoo Tib sending
me with Bwana Coutlass second time, making bad threats against me if I
not lead him wrong. Then Schillingschen he send for me and making
worse threats! Oh, what shall do! Oh, what shall do!" [* Ngumu sana,
very severely.]

"You shall show us where that ivory is!" Monty answered him. "Stop
blubbering! Get up! Look here! See this! (Get me that diary, Will.)
If the Germans won't rel