“You can, my good man,” said Onrai. “Our friends would want to see and thank the one who has saved us; for if you had not helped us out that night, or day in the tunnel, we might have been wandering until now and on until death relieved us, in that awful hole.”
Elephants were brought and the party again took up their way. The elephants had been kept in an easy gait and had covered many miles and our friends hoped soon to reach the rest of the party.
“When shall we take up the journey again to the fields of diamonds, Onrai?” asked Mr. Bruce, as they rode along.
“Just as soon as you are all ready to start,” answered Onrai.
“And how far are we from the field,” asked Harry.
“Fully two hundred miles, as you would compute it,” answered Onrai.
“Then it will take us about ten days, will it not?” asked Harry.
“Yes, unless we make longer marches,” said Onrai, “and that is hardly necessary.”
“Not at all necessary,” answered Mr. Bruce, “and we can, by taking easy stages, better see the strange country through which we are passing.”
“Yes,” said Onrai, “and the scenery will be wilder and different in some respects.”