No harm shall come on you to-day.

But tomorrow--' and his ugly face grew more cheerful.
'To-morrow we shall see what we shall see,' I said stoically, and a loud drum-beat sounded through the camp.
It was the signal for moving, for in the east a thin pale line of gold was beginning to show over the trees.

The bonds at my knees and ankles were cut, and I was bundled on to the back of a horse.

Then my feet were strapped firmly below its belly.

The bridle of my beast was tied to 'Mwanga's, so that there was little chance of escape even if I had been unshackled.
My thoughts were very gloomy.