So we killed the two driven beasts that were left to us and took them with us as dead meat for food, while the three remaining pack oxen we tried to swim across, dragging them after the canoes with hide _reims_ round their horns.

As a result two were drowned, but one, a bold-hearted and enterprising animal, gained the other bank.
Here again we struck a sea of reeds in which, after casting about, Hans once more found the spoor of the Amahagger.

That it was theirs beyond doubt was proved by the circumstance that on a thorny kind of weed we found a fragment of a cotton dress which, because of the pattern stamped on it, we all recognised as one that Inez had been wearing.

At first I thought that this had been torn off by the thorns, but on examination we became certain that it had been placed there purposely, probably by Janee, to give us a clue.

This conclusion was confirmed when at subsequent periods of the hunt we found other fragments of the same garment.
Now it would be useless for me to set out the details of this prolonged and arduous chase which in all endured for something over three weeks.
Again and again we lost the trail and were only able to recover it by long and elaborate search, which occupied much time.