He called his two colored askaris to prove that, and they reeled off what they had to say with the speed of men who had been thoroughly rehearsed.

Then he put the German on the stand, and Schillingschen, with a savage glare at me, turned on his verbal artillery.

He certainly did his worst.
"This morning," he announced, after having been duly sworn on the Book, "that young man whose name I do not know approached my tent while I was dressing.

The sound of a rifle being fired had awakened me earlier than usual.

He carried a rifle, and I put two and two together and concluded he had shot something.