"When will you learn to treat a black like the brute he is ?" "Quite so," said the senior officer, showing himself.

"I am glad to find you have no ridiculous sentiment." "Ah! good morning, my friend," said Mr.Hume, heartily.

"As for my young comrade, you must pardon him." "He has his lesson," said the officer, dryly, as he pointed to the soaked pyjama.
"The man woke me with his singing.

I have seen men shot for less than that." "In good time," said the officer, with a sinister look, "the accusers will be here to-night, and to-morrow"-- he made a gesture-- "to-morrow you can also choose the two men you need for your boat's crew." After breakfast, Mr.Hume had an opportunity of speaking without the fear of being overheard, for they finished putting the Okapi together, and worked her out by the levers into the river, where she gleamed in the sun.
"I dare say you think I am a brute," he said, "and I don't blame you; but if we mean to save Muata's life, we must appear to be altogether indifferent to his fate.

Those men are keeping a close watch on us." "I know it," said Compton.
"You do, eh ?" "That Zanzibar boy was spying on us last night before you came, and he tried to get us to bribe him to free Muata." "I hope you were not so foolish as to fall into the trap ?" said the hunter, sharply.
"I kicked him out of the place," said Compton.