On their backs were their flint rifles.
"Wait for me!" I said to the officer.

"I shall go for a parley with them." I went forward with all the speed of my horse.

One of the horsemen was the Soyot Governor, who said to me: "Remain behind the detachment and help us." "All right," I answered, "but let us talk a little, in order that they may think we are parleying." After a moment I shook the hand of the Soyot and returned to the soldiers.
"All right," I exclaimed, "we can continue our journey.

No hindrance will come from the Soyots." We moved forward and, when we were crossing a large meadow, we espied at a long distance two Soyots riding at full gallop right up the side of a mountain.

Step by step I accomplished the necessary manoeuvre to bring me and my fellow traveler somewhat behind the detachment.