"
"See here, Hans," I said. "Mavovo is right. He is a soldier and very
strong in battle. You also are very strong in your wits, and by doing
this you will make fools of all the Pongo. Also, Hans, it is better
that you should wear the skin of a gorilla for a few hours than that
I, your master, and all these should be killed."
"Yes, Baas, it is true, Baas; though for myself I almost think that,
like Mavovo, I would rather die. Yet it would be sweet to deceive
those Pongo once again, and, Baas, I won't see you killed just to save
myself another bad smell or two. So, if you wish it, I will become a
god."
Thus through the self-sacrifice of that good fellow, Hans, who is the
real hero of this history, that matter was settled, if anything could
be looked on as settled in our circumstances. Then we arranged that we
would start upon our desperate adventure at dawn on the following
morning.
Meanwhile, much remained to be done. First, Mrs. Eversley summoned her
attendants, who, to the number of twelve, soon appeared in front of
the verandah.
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