They followed him.
Montbarts sat down in a chair, and then turned to the Carib.
"I have to talk with you, Omopoua," he said.
"Good," the Indian remarked, joyously; "in that case you have need of me."
"If that were true you would be satisfied, then?"
"Yes, I should be."
"For what reason?"
"Because, since I have found a white man who is good and generous, I am anxious to prove to you that all the Caribs are not ferocious and untameable, but know how to be grateful."
"I promised you, I think, to take you back to your country?"
"Yes, you made me that promise."