He kept far enough to one side to avoid the charge of being seen walking with me, but from time to time tossed me remarks calculated to keep my nerves on edge.
"What I shall show you is by way of warning!" was a remark he repeated two or three times.

Then: "A native can always be made to talk by flogging him.

Some white men need sterner measures!" We left the commandant's house on the hill far behind and followed the curve of the lake shore, toward a rocky promontory with a clump of thick jungle behind it.

Fear began to get its work in, until the thought came that what he most desired was to make me afraid; then I managed to summon sufficient contempt for him and his tribe to regain my nerve and once more almost enjoy the promenade.
He halted the hammock bearers at a spot about three hundred yards away from the promontory and, leaving them standing there, turned inland with a hand on my arm to give me support and direction.

We followed a path that was fairly well marked out and trodden, but rough, and several times I should have fallen but for his help.