To give an unusual note to the proceedings I made Hans walk first, carrying on his head the rejected musical box from which flowed the touching melody of "Home, Sweet Home." Then came Stephen bearing the Union Jack on a pole, then I in the midst of the hunters and accompanied by Babemba, then the reluctant Sammy, and last of all the two donkeys led by Mazitus, for it seemed that the king had especially ordered that these should be brought also.
It was a truly striking cavalcade, the sight of which under any other circumstances would have made me laugh.

Nor did it fail in its effect, for even the silent Mazitu people through whom we wended our way, were moved to something like enthusiasm.

"Home, Sweet Home" they evidently thought heavenly, though perhaps the two donkeys attracted them most, especially when these brayed.
"Where are Tom and Jerry ?" I asked of Babemba.
"I don't know," he answered; "I think they have been given leave to go to see their friends." Imbozwi is suppressing evidence in our favour, I thought to myself, and said no more.
Presently we reached the gate of the royal enclosure.

Here to my dismay the soldiers insisted on disarming us, taking away our rifles, our revolvers, and even our sheath knives.

In vain did I remonstrate, saying that we were not accustomed to part with these weapons.