Half an hour later, the little party were on their way.

They were stiff, at first, from passing the night in a sitting attitude; but it was not long before they were able to break into a trot.

This they kept up for an hour then, to their great satisfaction, the forest abruptly ceased, and they saw, at a distance of about a mile and a half, the little town of Johore, lying in cultivated fields that extended to the edge of the forest.
They broke into a walk, for a short distance; and then continued at their former pace, for they could not tell how close their pursuers might be behind them.

It was not long before they saw men at work in the fields.

The interpreter shouted to them that a party of the enemy were not far behind and, throwing down their tools, they also made for the town, spreading the alarm as they went.