It was a fact that our Indians had shown in many ways of late that they were weary of their journey and anxious to return. We realized that Zambo spoke the truth, and that it would be impossible for him to keep them.

“Make them wait till tomorrow, Zambo,” I shouted; “then I can send letter back by them.”

“Very good, sarr! I promise they wait till tomorrow,” said the negro. “But what I do for you now?”