"When they do not overtake us, they will scatter through the forest in all directions." For hours they toiled on, sometimes at an easy walk, sometimes breaking into a run.

At last the Malay admitted that, for the time, they were safe; and they threw themselves down upon the ground.
"Tomorrow," he said, "they will take up the search in earnest, and will track our footsteps.

We had better take to a tree, now.

It will not be safe to stay here." The others cordially agreed as, for some time, they had heard the roars of wild beasts, which abounded in these forests; and Harry and Abdool had run with their open knives in their hands, prepared for a sudden attack.
"The others will have gone back to the village, long ago," the Malay said, when they had made themselves as comfortable as they could, in the forks of the tree, "except the men who were guarding us.

They will not dare venture into the village, for they would fear the rajah's anger, even more than death from a tiger.