Also I awoke Stephen and explained the situation to him.
"Capital!" he answered.

"No doubt these are the Mazitu, and we have found them much more easily than we expected.

People generally take such a lot of hunting for in this confounded great country." "That's not such a bad way of looking at things," I answered, "but would you be good enough to go round the camp and make it clear that not on any account is anyone to fire without orders.

Stay, collect all the guns from those slaves, for heaven knows what they will do with them if they are frightened!" Stephen nodded and sauntered off with three or four of the hunters.
While he was gone, in consultation with Mavovo, I made certain little arrangements of my own, which need not be detailed.

They were designed to enable us to sell our lives as dearly as possible, should things come to the worst.