The loads are all in order ready to be laden on their strange beasts.

If they declare that the horses cannot cross the desert, leave them loose and we will catch them and take them home with us, and since they are male and female, breed young ones from them which shall be yours when you send for them, or Bausi the king's if you never send.

Nay, I want no more presents who have the gun and the powder and the bullets you gave me, and the tusks of ivory for Bausi the king, and what is best of all, the memory of you and of your courage and wisdom.

May these and the gods you worship befriend you.

From yonder hill we will watch till we see that you have gone.