The bull bats began to circle about the cabin.

Ba'tiste walked to the door.
"_Bon_! Good!" he exclaimed.

"The sky, he is full of cloud'.

The star, he do not shine.

_Bon_! Ba'teese shall go." And with a final wave of the hand, still keeping his journey a mystery, he went forth into the night.
Long Houston waited for his return, but he did not come.