It's because I thought he was to blame that I sent him back alone. I wanted to give you another chance. It struck me that the feeling of authority might have some influence on you, and so when we came to the lake I left you to guard the ferry. I put the chief part of the stores in your care and marched on. I needn't remind you what happened then. [GEORGE _looks down sulkily, and in default of excuses keeps silent_. ALEC. I came to the conclusion that it was hopeless. You seemed to me rotten through and through. GEORGE. [_With a little laugh._] Like my father before me. ALEC. I couldn't believe a word you said. You did everything you shouldn't have done. The result was that the men mutinied, and if I hadn't come back in the nick of time they'd have killed you and looted all the stores. GEORGE. You always blame me for everything. A man's not responsible for what he does when he's down with fever. ALEC. It was too late to send you back to the coast then, and I was obliged to take you on. And now the end has come. Your murder of that woman has put us all in deadly peril. Already to your charge lie the deaths of Richardson and almost twenty natives. Tribes that were friendly have joined with the Arabs, and we're as near destruction as we can possibly be. GEORGE. What are you going to do? ALEC. We're far away from the coast, and I must take the law into my own hands. GEORGE. [_With a gasp._] You're not going to kill me? ALEC. Are you fond of Lucy? GEORGE. [_Brokenly._] You--you know I am. Why d'you remind me of her now? I've made a rotten mess of everything, and I'm better out of the way. But think of the disgrace of it. It'll kill Lucy.... And she was hoping I'd do so much. ALEC. Listen to me. Our only chance of escaping from the confounded fix we're in is to make a sudden attack on the Arabs before the natives join them. We shall be enormously outnumbered, but we may just smash them if we can strike to-night. My plan is to start marching as if I didn't know that the Turkana were going to turn against us. After an hour all the whites but one, and the Swahilis whom I can trust implicitly, will take a short cut. The Arabs will have had news of our starting, and they'll try to cut us off at the pass. I shall fall on them just as they begin to attack. D'you understand? GEORGE. Yes. ALEC. Now I must have one white man to head the Turkana, and that man will run the greatest possible danger. I'd go myself, only the Swahilis won't fight unless I lead them.... Are you willing to take that post? GEORGE. I? ALEC. I could order you, but the job's too dangerous for me to force it on any one. If you refuse, I shall call the others together and ask some one to volunteer. In that case you will have to find your way back alone as best you can to the coast. GEORGE. No, no! Anything rather than the shame of that. ALEC.