Though they found a plentiful supply of bananas, their strength was gradually failing.
On the fourth day they came upon a sheet, doubtless a portion of some officer's baggage that had been looted.

Hallett, who was walking fast, passed it contemptuously.

Lisle, however, picked it up and wound it round his body.
"We can lay it over us, Hallett, at night.

It will at least help to keep the damp off us." "We sha'n't want it long," Hallett said; "I think the game is almost up." "Not a bit of it," Lisle said, cheerfully.

"In spite of the turns and twistings we have made, I think we cannot be far from Coomassie, now.