I see you have lost a great deal of blood, already." He bandaged the wound as well as he could, and then he said: "I will take your sword bayonet with me.

It can be of no use to you and, if I do happen to meet a native upon the road, it may come in very handy." "The blessing of the Great One be upon you, sahib, and take you safely to camp.

As for myself, I think that my race is run." "You must not think that," Lisle said, cheerily; "you must lie very quiet, and make up your mind that, as soon as it is possible, we shall be back here for you;" and then, without any more talk, he made his way to the edge of the path.
There he made a long gash on the bark of a tree and, fifty yards farther, he made two similar gashes.

Then, certain that he could find the place on his return, he went off at a trot along the path.
It was eight o'clock in the evening before he reached camp.

On the way, he had met with nothing that betokened danger; there had been no voices in the woods.