Of course I kicked up no end of a row as soon as
I came to, but what with the firing and the screeching no one heard
me, and Trent said it was half an hour before he missed me and an
hour before they started in pursuit. Anyhow, there I was, about
morning-time when you were thinking of having your cup of tea,
trussed up like a fowl in the middle of the village, and all the
natives, beastly creatures, promenading round me and making faces
and bawling out things - oh, it was beastly I can tell you! Then
just as they seemed to have made up their mind to kill me, up
strode Scarlett Trent alone, if you please, and he walked up to
the whole lot of 'em as bold as brass. He'd got a long way ahead
of the rest and thought they meant mischief, so he wouldn't wait for
the others but faced a hundred of them with a revolver in his hand,
and I can tell you things were lively then. I'd never be able to
describe the next few minutes - one man Trent knocked down with his
fist, and you could hear his skull crack, then he shot the chap who
had been threatening me, and cut my bonds, and then they tried to
resist us, and I thought it was all over. They were horribly afraid
of Trent though, and while they were closing round us the others
came up and the natives chucked it at once.
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