I lay on my side, luxuriating in being still, and slowly a sort of vigour crept back into my limbs.

Perhaps a half-hour of rest was given me before, on the lip of the gully, I saw figures appear.

Looking down I saw several men who had come across from the opposite side of the valley, scrambling up the stream.

I got to my feet, with Colin bristling beside me, and awaited them with the stiffest face I could muster.
As I expected, they were Machudi's men.

I recognized them by the red ochre in their hair and their copper-wire necklets.