“You captured him?”
“Yes; I took him to the chief, and he made the chief’s daughter well. The chief told us he was a great man, and that he was forever his friend, and when our warriors came back from the fight he cured them, but he would not eat, and all our people marveled at this, and believed him to be a superior being, and the chief imprisoned all our medicine men.”
“Where is he now?”
“Coming to us with all the warriors of my people, and with the two purees (boys) which we had.”
“Purees? What does he mean?”
And Muro pointed to the boys.
“How did you get in to us?”
“I was with the people outside when it began to rain, and came up to the kramin (bush) close to you. I was here long time.”
“George, get Sutoto something to eat; he must be hungry.” And this was speedily attended to.
When the morning sun arose bright and beautiful it was a welcome relief to the misery of the night. The boys now had an opportunity to examine their new friend. They marveled at his youth. But he was evidently well known to Muro. They talked long and earnestly, and the latter recounted their experiences.