To Marksman's question, he replied,—"We will talk, and I will tell you that." Then, turning to Domingo, he said,—"My friend, I thank you for the assistance you have given us. Return to the camp, and do not forget your promise. Above all, do not omit to narrate all you have seen, to—you know who!"
"That is agreed, old hunter. Don't be uneasy. Good-bye."
"Here's luck."
Domingo threw his rifle over his shoulder, lit his pipe, and walked in the direction of the camp, where he arrived an hour later.
"There," Marksman said, "now I believe nothing will prevent your going ahead."
"Yes; one thing, my friend."
"What is it?"
"The night is nearly spent; it has been fatiguing to everybody. I presume that two or three hours' sleep are necessary, if not indispensable, especially as we are in no hurry."
"Tell me only one thing first, and then I will let you sleep as long as you please."
"What is it?"