“Sultan Hamet means to have all the English krissed to-night while they sleep,” said the Malay; “but you have saved my life: shall save yours.”
Chapter Fifty Seven.
How Doctor Bolter got in a Mess.
Doctor Bolter felt as if the place was swimming round him, and the fire-light seemed to dance as he heard these words. Then, as he recovered himself somewhat, he gazed full in the Malay’s eyes, to see that the man was looking up at him in the calmest and most unruffled way.
“Are you mad?” exclaimed the doctor.
“No,” said the Malay. “I say what is right. Sultan Hamet joins with Rajah Gantang to kill off all the English—the sultan here; the rajah there, with his prahus.”
“It is impossible!” cried the doctor. “You are deceiving me.”
“No, no, I tell the truth,” said the man; “but you shall not be hurt. Let them kris me first. You shall live.”