"I felt very uncomfortable, at first, with nothing on but this short petticoat thing; but I have got accustomed to it, now, and I am bound to say that it is cool and comfortable.
"Now, tell me about your wounds." "They are not very serious, Stanley.

I had a lick across the head with a sword--that was the one that brought me down--and a slice taken out of my arm from the elbow, nearly up to the shoulder.

Also a spear-wound in the side; but that was a trifle, as it glanced off the ribs.

If I had been left as I fell, and somebody had bound up my wounds at once, I should have been all right by this time.

The fellows did bandage them up, to some extent; but the movement of the litter set them off bleeding again, and I fancy that I lost pretty nearly all the blood in my body.