Finally, to cut the story short, I extracted from him that they had left because they had news that the Temple was going to be attacked by Sekukuni and did not wish to be here when I and Anscombe were killed.

How the news reached him he refused, or could not, say; nor did he seem to know anything of the death of Marnham.

When I pressed him on the former point, he only groaned and cried for water, for he was in pain and thirsty.

I asked him who had told Sekukuni's people to kill us, but he refused to speak.
"Very well," I said, "then you shall lie here alone and die of thirst," and again I turned towards the door.
At this he cried out-- "I will tell you.

It was the white medicine-man who lives here; he who cut me open.