We did not sleep last night, and if we get through, we must push on tonight without a stop, so we must have a good sleep, now." The sun was low when they woke.

They watched it dip below the hills, and then, after waiting until it began to get dusk, started for the valley.

No one was to be seen on the road, and they ran rapidly down the slope, until they reached the heap of boulders.

Surajah tore off a strip of cotton, six inches long by an inch wide, from the bottom of his dress, went forward to the stream, and wetted it.

When he came back, they squeezed the moisture from it, broke up a cartridge, rubbed the powder into the cotton, and then rolled it up longways.
"That will be dry enough, by the time we want to start," Dick said.