Your name has gone abroad." "How?
You know us, then ?" "All white men are the same in battle," said the other, quickly.
"Think over my words--that some men are wanted.

There must be men to guard our canoe, others to watch for the return of the robbers from across the river.

You must get men, otherwise we do nothing." The canoe-man pondered, then he clapped his hand over his mouth.
"Yoh! The fear of death confused me, and drove from my thought that my brother is near with warriors protecting the gardens." "Good, then.

Go to your brother.

Bring him and his warriors to the point you spoke of, light a fire there to guide us, and in the dark we will join you." Muata hauled on the rope, boarded the Okapi, and set the canoe adrift.
"Do as I have said--gather the men quickly, light a fire, guide us to the hiding-place, and in the morning we will share the riches.
Hurry!" "And is that the word of the white chief also ?" asked the man, suspiciously.
"Did not the white chief leave this palaver to me?
Go! for there is no time to waste." The paddle flashed as the man sped for the shore near the point he had referred to, which was several miles above the spot where he had been taken in tow.
"Well ?" said Mr.Hume, glancing at the chief, "He goes to collect men to meet us this night." "So." "Wow! There are bad men--robbers--to be attacked, and much ivory to be taken." "We want no ivory, nor quarrels either." "But I gave my word we would help him.