Sheikh Said was there even then, with my poor Hottentots, unable to convey my post to the coast.
8th to 10th .-- At last we heard the familiar sound of the Uganda drum.
Maula, a royal officer, with a large escort of smartly-dressed men, women, and boys, leading their dogs and playing their reeds, announced to our straining ears the welcome intelligence that their king had sent them to call us.

N'yamgundu, who had seen us in Usui, had marched on to inform the king of our advance and desire to see him; and he, intensely delighted at the prospect of having white men for his guests, desired no time should be lost in our coming on.

Maula told us that his officers had orders to supply us with everything we wanted whilst passing through his country, and that there would be nothing to pay.
One thing only now embarrassed me--Grant was worse, without hope of recovery for at least one or two months.

This large body of Waganda could not be kept waiting.

To get on as fast as possible was the only chance of ever bringing the journey to a successful issue; so, unable to help myself, with great remorse at another separation, on the following day I consigned my companion, with several Wanguana, to the care of my friend Rumanika.