A native servant who once acted as a hospital orderly, had washed his wounds and bound them up.

One of these, that on the head, was caused by a kerry or some blunt instrument, and the other was a spear-stab in the lung.

Also from time to time this servant poured milk down his throat.
At length the doctor came with an armed escort and, greatly daring, performed some operation which relieved the pressure on the brain and saved his life.

In that house he lay for a month or more and then, in a semi-comatose condition, was carried by slow stages in a litter back to Mombasa.

Here he lay another month or so and as his mind showed no signs of returning, was at length put on board a ship and brought to Egypt.
Meanwhile, as Godfrey learned afterwards, he was believed to have been murdered with the missionary, and a report to that effect was sent to England, which, in the general muddle that prevailed at the beginning of the war, had never been corrected.