Here, Stephen, give me your hand and my clothes, and, Mavovo, hold the rifle and the canoe while I put them on." Then I landed and stepping into the reeds, pulled off my wet shirt and pants, which I stuffed away into the big pockets of my shooting coat, for I did not want to lose them, and put on the dry things that, although scratchy, were quite good enough clothing in that warm climate.
After this I treated myself to a good sup of brandy from the flask, and ate some food which I seemed to require.

Then I told them the story, and cutting short their demonstrations of wonder and admiration, bade them place the Holy Flower in the canoe and get in themselves.

Next with the help of Hans who poked out his fingers through the skin of the gorilla's arms, I carefully re-loaded the rifle, setting the last cap on the nipple.

This done, I joined them in the canoe, taking my seat in the prow and bidding Brother John and Stephen paddle.
Making a circuit to avoid observation as before, in a very short time we reached the mouth of the cave.

I leant forward and peeped round the western wall of rock.