The Professor turned to the others.
"The Chief apologises for not recognising me," he announced.

"It seems that Craig had told him that he had come to the desert for shelter, and he imagined at once, when he gave the order for the attack upon us, that we were his enemies.

He says that we are welcome to go with him to his encampment." Quest stood for a moment irresolute.
"Seems to me we're in a pretty fix," he muttered.

"We've got to owe our lives to that fellow Craig, anyway, and how shall we be able to get him away from them, goodness only knows." "That is for later," the Professor said gravely.

"At present I think we cannot do better than accept the hospitality of the Chief.