"For they said that if their blood should soak into the ground the rain would cease to fall."
"I am glad to hear that they believe so."
Stas thought for a while, after which he asked:
"Would the Wahimas go with us to the sea, if I promised them a big quantity of percale, beads, and rifles?"
"Kali goes and the Wahimas also, but the great master would first have to subdue the Samburus, who are settled on the other side of the water."
"And who lives beyond the Samburus?"
"Beyond the Samburus there are no mountains, and there is a jungle, and in it lions."
With this the conversation ended. Stas more and more frequently thought of the great journey towards the east, remembering that Linde had said that they might meet coast Arabs trading in ivory, and perhaps a missionary expedition. He knew that such a journey would be a series of terrible hardships for Nell and full of new dangers, but he realized that they could not remain all their lives on Mount Linde and it was necessary to start soon on the journey. The time, after the rainy season, when water covers the pestilential swamps, and is to be found everywhere, was the most suitable for the purpose. The heat could not yet be felt on the high table-land; the nights were so cool still that it was necessary to be well covered. But in the jungle below it was considerably hotter, and he knew well that intense heat would soon come. The rain now seldom bedewed the earth and the water level in the river lowered daily. Stas assumed that in summer the river would change into one of those "khors," of which he saw many in the Libyan Desert, and that only in the very middle of it would flow a narrow stream of water.
Nevertheless, he postponed the departure from day
