Come on, Major." Tired as they were they broke into a run; the prospect of seeing a white face again was too much for them.

Half a mile or so further on they caught sight of a figure evidently engaged in stalking game among the trees, or so they judged from his cautious movements.
"White man!" said Jeekie, and Alan nodded.
They crept forward silently and with care, for who knew what this white man might be after, keeping a great tree between them and the man, till at length, passing round its bole, they found themselves face to face with him and not five yards away.

Notwithstanding his unaccustomed tropical dress and his face burnt copper colour by the sun, Alan knew the man at once.
"Aylward!" he gasped; "Aylward! You here ?" He started.

He stared at Alan.

Then his countenance changed.