By evening all had left for Mosita, as Mr.P.
had also mentioned Mr.Keeley's name in his unlucky note.

Three, however, remained to keep a watch on myself, and one of these, I regretted to observe, was the jovially-inclined Dietrich.

It can be imagined that our irritation with Mr.P.was great for having so foolishly mentioned names and places, and still more with the idiotic bird, the real origin of a very unpleasant two days.

I reflected that, if these were the tricks carrier-pigeons were wont to play, I greatly preferred the old nigger as a letter-carrier in wartime.
We were not to wait long for more developments.

Next day at dusk arrived a large cavalcade, which included Mr.Keeley, a prisoner.