Of course, he had been picked up by these people.
The three beasts reached their camp about daybreak, and everybody was soon awakened and the tale was told.
"It is a comfort," said the leader, lighting the stump of a black pipe which he thrust under his great mustache, and speaking in his native tongue, which some of them understood, and others did not, "to know that to-night's work is all cut out for us.

Now we can take it easy to-day, and rest our bones.

The order of the day is to keep close.

No straggling, nor wandering.

Keep those four niggers up in the pigeonhole.