"He owns this town!" But nothing happened immediately on our return into the town.

Actually Fred and Will had been outside township limits and could be arrested; suspecting foul play as soon as they saw me with Schillingschen, they had followed at once.

They were as mystified as I when no swift vengeance lit on them.

We saw Schillingschen carried in the hammock up the steep path leading to the commandant's house; but no one came down again.

After we got back to camp we spent all the rest of the day waiting for the vengeance we felt sure was overdue, but none came.
Toward evening we even began to grow hopeful again and to talk about the dhow.