But he had not thought of getting out, and I advise him to be very careful.
He is very pleased at the provisions, for they are a change to his usual diet.
“I do not know how to thank you, Monsieur Bombarnac,” he says to me.
“If you do not know, friend Kinko,” I reply, “do not do it; that is very simple.”
“How long do we stop at ?”
“Two hours.”
“And when shall we be at the frontier?”
“To-morrow, about one in the afternoon.”
“And at Kachgar?”
“Fifteen hours afterward, in the night of the nineteenth.”