"No persuasion could turn Mukoki now.
He wants to reach the old camp to-night, where Wolf disappeared.

He won't be back until morning." And Mukoki went on, never for an instant turning his face, until his companions lost sight of him.

But once out of their vision his, manner took on a strange and sudden change.

He lowered the head strap of his pack over his breast, so that he might clutch at it with one hand, and move his head freely.

His eyes glowed with the dull fire of wakening excitement; his steps were quick, and yet cautious, every movement in his advance was one of listening and watchful expectancy.