“Well, we shall float down to it. We needn’t speak low now?”
“No; only a little,” replied the man.
“I say, you were a good one to come and help us. But, I say, you did not kill any one, did you?”
“They tried to kill Hamet,” he replied, quietly.
“Oh, Ned!” whispered Frank, with a shudder, “I shall never wear that kris again.”
They glided on down in silence for some time before either of the boys spoke again, and then Ned said in a low voice:
“They seized you too, Hamet?”
“Yes, master, and brought us up the river here. I said to myself, ‘I will save the young masters,’ and they are here.”
“But what is to be done now?”
“Go down in the dark to my lord, and say here is a boat waiting. Shall we go back to Dindong?”