stood up.

The man did not move.
A moment's pause, and then, quick as a flash of lightning, Baden-Powell had gripped him, and had, moreover, got hold of the gun he was carrying.

Then the patrol came up, the Ashanti was pinned, and, as B.-P.

concludes the narrative, "a handsome knife in a leopard-skin scabbard was added to our spoil." After the palace had been searched and the whole of the fetish village had been burned to the ground, Prempeh, with B.-P.

to look after him, set out for Cape Coast Castle.