We must not press the horses, after they have had such a drink." "Very well, master." "There is no particular reason for hurry, and even if we miss the trail we know that, by keeping straight on, we shall strike the river somewhere near Korti or Ambukol." For an hour they went at a walk, and then the horses broke into their usual pace, of their own accord.

It was getting dark, now, and soon even Zaki could not make out the track.
"The horses will keep to it, my lord," he said; "their sight is a great deal better than ours, and I dare say their smell may have something to do with it.

Besides, the track is clear of bushes, so we should know at once, if they strayed from it." They rode for five hours, and then felt that the horses were beginning to fag.
"We will halt here," Gregory said.

"We certainly cannot be more than five-and-twenty miles from the river; and, if we start at dawn, shall be there before the heat of the day begins.

We can have another handful of dates, and give the horses a handful each, and that will leave us a few for the morning." The horses, after being given the dates, were again turned loose; and it was not long before they were heard pulling the leaves off bushes.
"Our case is a good deal better this evening than it was yesterday," Gregory said.