His hunters buried him, and then came on to Lamu in a dhow.

Our friend the Consul suggested to us that we had better try and hire these men, and accordingly on the following morning we started to interview the party, accompanied by an interpreter.
In due course we found them in a mud hut on the outskirts of the town.

Three of the men were sitting outside the hut, and fine frank-looking fellows they were, having a more or less civilized appearance.

To them we cautiously opened the object of our visit, at first with very scant success.

They declared that they could not entertain any such idea, that they were worn and weary with long travelling, and that their hearts were sore at the loss of their master.