They were only just in time. He could gasp forth a few words, and then fell back dead. Raynier’s voice was very serious as he returned to the girl.
“We cannot go back to camp now, Miss Clive,” he said. “We must travel the other way. But keep up your courage—you have plenty of it—and we will bring you through all safe.”
Chapter Fifteen.
“A Land of Surprises.”
“Raynier may be a smart chap, and a smart official, and all that, but he doesn’t know this country a little hang. He oughtn’t to get wandering about all alone as he does. It isn’t safe—and—it isn’t pukka!”
And Haslam, having delivered himself of the above opinion, drained his “peg” and yelled for his bearer to bring him another.
“But he isn’t all by himself,” objected Tarleton. “He’s got Miss Clive with him, and two Levy Sowars.”
“Oh, as to the first, that of course,” returned the Forest Officer, looking knowing, “he generally has. Think that’ll be a bundobust, Tarleton?”