Jean bathed her feet and bound them up in cool green leaves, tying them on with long grasses which Kadok brought her. Then she wrapped herself in the blanket the black boy took from the swag and, lying down, was soon sound asleep. Kadok sat for some time at the door of the hut, feeding the fire, then he too rolled up in a blanket, and lying across the doorway, so that no one could come in without his knowledge, he too fell asleep. FOOTNOTES: [9] Kind of native bread made of flour and water. [10] Yes. [11] Crocodile. [12] Woman. CHAPTER VIII IN THE BUSH THE sun was high in the heavens when Jean awoke and at first she did not know where she was. Then she sat and looked about her, calling "Kadok!" but there was no answer. She went to the door of the hut and looked about. The fire was still burning, but there was no sign of the black boy. Before she had time to be frightened, however, Kadok's black face peered from between the trees, across the little clearing which lay in front of the hut. He smiled when he caught sight of her. "Little Missa sleep good, feel good this morning," he said. "_Bujeri_,[13] Kadok make breakfast." "What have you for breakfast," she asked, hungry as she had never been at home. "Fine fruit, got it top of tree," he said, handing her a large purple, plum-like fruit which she ate and thought delicious. Kadok then roasted in the ashes some scrub turkey eggs he had found, and these too tasted good, and there was damper and cool water. "Missa must hurry start now," said Kadok. "We long way to go to-day to get to Mother." "First I must try to fix my hair," she said. "It catches in the branches so that it hurts." "Kadok help," he said briefly. He caught the golden mass in his hand and screwed it up in bunches on either side of her head, pinning it tight with some long thorns. Then he tied about her head a bright handkerchief which he had worn knotted around the open neck of his shirt, and rolling up the blankets and packing up the ration bag, he shouldered his swag, gave her a hand, and they were off for the day. As they walked Jean noticed that Kadok looked always to the right and left and that whenever they came near a hill or a hummock, he would go ahead before telling her to follow him. "Why do you always look around, Kadok," she asked curiously. "'Fraid Debil-debil get little Missa or _Buba_ or maybe _Yo-wi_ or _Ya-wi_," he answered briefly. "Who are they?" she asked.