Schubert gave the order to stop at last. The askaris stood aside, panting from the effort.
"Get up!" ordered Schubert.
The miserable Nyamwesi struggled to his feet and stood limply before
Schubert, his back running blood and his face drawn with torture.
"Don't you know how to behave!" demanded Schubert.
The native made no answer.
"If you don't salute properly I'll order you thrown down and thrashed again!"
The native saluted in a sort of imitation of the German military manner.
"Now, will you lie in wait for the bwana makubwa to trouble him with your pig's affairs again?"
"No."
"Will you go back home?"