"And is that the word of the white chief also?" asked the man, suspiciously.
"Did not the white chief leave this palaver to me? Go! for there is no time to waste."
The paddle flashed as the man sped for the shore near the point he had referred to, which was several miles above the spot where he had been taken in tow.
"Well?" said Mr. Hume, glancing at the chief, "He goes to collect men to meet us this night."
"So."
"Wow! There are bad men—robbers—to be attacked, and much ivory to be taken."
"We want no ivory, nor quarrels either."
"But I gave my word we would help him. It is a good thing to fall upon robbers."
"If there is to be a shindy, I'm in for it," said Compton.
"Who are the robbers?"