“‘I not can run muchee wid English clothes,’ Sweeba said modestly.
“‘And so you hid them in the bush, eh?’
“‘Ah! Massa Roberts,’ replied the negro, smiling; ‘you berry much clebber.’
“‘Well, and what are the commander’s orders?’
“‘You come back plenty much quick.’
“‘Ship on fire?’
“‘No, sah.’
“‘Anything happened to Nie?’
“‘No, sah. Nie and de monkey all right, sah.’
“‘Well, explain.’