Evidently warning had been sent out broadcast, for the inhabitants of village after village came trooping into town to watch, each lot led by its sultani in filthy rags and the foolish imitation crown his conquerors had supplied him at several times its proper price.

The square was a dense sea of people before nine o'clock, and the askaris made the front few hundreds lie, and the next rows squat, in order that the men and women behind might see.
Then at last out came the victim with his hands tied behind him and a bright red blanket on his loins.

He was a proud-looking fellow.

He halted a moment between his guard of German sergeants and eyed the crowd, and us, and the tree, and the noose.

Then he looked down on the ground and appeared to take no further interest.
The sergeants took him by the arms and led him along to the table between them.