the flat and wide saddle which Hatim and Seki Tamala had provided for the little one in Fashoda. He did not dare to move and rode the horse as slowly as possible in order not to awaken her.
She, in the meantime, leaning backwards, supported her little head upon his shoulder and slept soundly.
But she breathed so regularly and calmly that Stas ceased to regret the last quinine powder. He felt that danger of fever was removed and commenced to reason thus:
"The ravine continually leads upwards and even now is quite steep. We are higher and the country is drier and drier. It is necessary only to find some sort of elevation, well shaded, near some swift stream, and there establish quarters and give the little one a few weeks' rest, and perhaps wait through the whole massica (the spring rainy season). Not every girl could endure even one tenth of these hardships, but it is necessary that she should rest! After such a night another girl would have been stricken with fever and she—how soundly she sleeps!—Thank God!"
And these thoughts brought him into a good humor; so looking down at Nell's little head resting on his bosom, he said to himself merrily and at the same time with certain surprise:
"It is odd, however, how fond I am of this little fly! To tell the truth, I always liked her, but now more and more."
And not knowing how to explain such a strange symptom he came to the following conclusion:
"It is because we have passed together through so much and because she is under my protection."
In the meantime he held that "fly" very carefully with his right hand around her waist in order that she
