"You shall stay!" Stas said firmly. "And I forbid you to go with me."
After which he became silent, but presently said in a somewhat hollow voice:
"Kali, you are faithful and prudent, so I am confident that you will do what I tell you. If I should not return and the little lady should die, you will leave her in the tree, but around the tree you will build a high zareba and on the bark you will carve a great sign like this."
And taking two bamboos, he formed them into a cross, after which he continued thus:
"If, however, I do not return and the 'bibi' does not die you shall honor her and serve her faithfully, and afterwards you shall conduct her to your people, and tell the Wahima warriors that they should go continually to the east until they reach the great sea. There you will find white men who will give you many rifles, much powder, beads, and wire, and as much cloth as you are able to carry. Do you understand?"
And the young negro threw himself on his knees, embraced Stas' limbs, and began to repeat mournfully:
"Bwana kubwa! You will return! You will return!"
Stas was deeply touched by the black boy's devotion, so he leaned over him, placed his hand on his head, and said:
"Go into the tree, Kali—and may God bless you!"
Remaining alone, he deliberated for a while whether to take the donkey with him. This was the safer course, for lions in Africa as well as the tigers in India, in case they meet a man riding a horse or donkey, always charge at the animal and not at the man. But he propounded to himself the question, who in such case will carry Nell's tent and on what will she herself ride? After this observation he rejected at once the idea of taking the donkey and set off on foot in the jungle.
