Think he no come back to-night, too much afraid of shot fetish.

But to-morrow, can't say.

Not tell those fellows anything," and he nodded towards the porters, "or perhaps they bolt." "I think you would have done better to leave the dwarf alone," said Alan, "and they might have left us alone.

Now they will have a blood feud against us." "Not agree, Major, only chance for us put him in blue funk.

If I not shoot, presently he shoot," and he made a sound that resembled the whistling of an arrow, then added, "Now you go sleep.