"Get your horse saddled, at once.

Directly we have made Mr.Brooke comfortable, I will give you the letter." During the time that Stanley had been absent, the houses had been re-erected, and the village had assumed its general appearance.

A hut was at once handed over to them, and Harry laid on a bamboo pallet.

He had not slept, most of the way down.
"You see I was quite right, Stanley.

I told you that the journey would be nothing." "Fortunately, it has turned out so.