They are of a different tribe from the others--not fighting men but agriculturists." "Ah--" Joseph paused.

"Strange thing, sir, but I've not seen 'em handling any of their pay yet." "Well, that is their affair." "Yessir." Having unburthened himself of his suspicion, the servant retired, shaking his head ominously.

At any other time the words just recorded would have aroused Jack Meredith's attention, but the singular slothfulness that seemed to be creeping over his intellect was already acting as a clog on his mental energy.
The next morning he was unable to leave his bed, and lay all day in a state of semi-somnolence.

Joseph explained to the men that the leader was so disgusted with their ungrateful conduct that he would not leave the tent.

In the evening there was a slight attack made from the southern side.