Of the slavers themselves nothing more had been seen, or of the Pongo either, though the Mazitu declared that their ghosts, or those of their victims, still haunted the island in the lake.

That was all, except the ill tidings as to two of our messengers which the third, who had returned with the Mazitu, reported to us.
After breakfast I addressed and sent away our Zulus, each with a handsome present from the trade goods, giving into their charge the remaining wagon and our servants, none of whom, somewhat to my relief, wished to accompany us farther.

They sang their song of good-bye, saluted and departed over the rise, still looking hungrily behind them at the Mazitu, and we were very pleased to see the last of them without bloodshed or trouble.
When we had watched the white tilt of the wagon vanish, we set to work to get ourselves and our goods across the river.

This we accomplished safely, for the Mazitu worked for us like friends and not as do hired men.

On the farther bank, however, it took us two full days so to divide up the loads that the bearers could carry them without being overladen.
At length all was arranged and we started.