The matter was discussed in private and it was at last decided to
let Baxter go, providing he would, promise to return straight to
the coast.
"And remember," said Dick, "if we catch you following us again we
will shoot you on sight."
"I won't follow -- don't be alarmed," was the low answer, and then
Baxter was released and conducted to the road running down to
Boma. He was given the knife he had carried, but the Rovers kept
his pistol, that he might not be able to take a long-range shot at
them. Soon he was out of their sight, not to turn up again for a
long while to come.
It was not until the heat of the day had been spent that the
expedition resumed its journey, after, an excellent meal made from
the supplies Captain Villaire's party had left behind in their
hurried flight. Some of the remaining supplies were done up into
bundles by Cujo, to replace those which had been lost when the
natives hired by Randolph Rover had deserted.
"It's queer we didn't see anything of that man and woman from the
inn," remarked Dick, as they set off. "I reckon they got scared
at the very start."
They journeyed until long after nightfall, "To make up for lost
time," as Mr. Rover expressed it, and so steadily did Cujo push on
that when a halt was called the boys were glad enough to rest.
They had reached a native village called Rowimu. Here Cujo was
well known and he readily procured good accommodations for all
hands.
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