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'
Tamb
'
Itam
arose
directly
and
made
his
preparations
.
His
mission
was
to
go
down
the
river
,
preceding
Brown
's
boat
by
an
hour
or
more
,
to
tell
Dain
Waris
finally
and
formally
that
the
whites
were
to
be
allowed
to
pass
out
unmolested
.
Jim
would
not
trust
anybody
else
with
that
service
.
Before
starting
,
Tamb
'
Itam
,
more
as
a
matter
of
form
(
since
his
position
about
Jim
made
him
perfectly
known
)
,
asked
for
a
token
.
"
Because
,
Tuan
,
"
he
said
,
"
the
message
is
important
,
and
these
are
thy
very
words
I
carry
.
"
His
master
first
put
his
hand
into
one
pocket
,
then
into
another
,
and
finally
took
off
his
forefinger
Stein
's
silver
ring
,
which
he
habitually
wore
,
and
gave
it
to
Tamb
'
Itam
.
When
Tamb
'
Itam
left
on
his
mission
,
Brown
's
camp
on
the
knoll
was
dark
but
for
a
single
small
glow
shining
through
the
branches
of
one
of
the
trees
the
white
men
had
cut
down
.
'
Early
in
the
evening
Brown
had
received
from
Jim
a
folded
piece
of
paper
on
which
was
written
,
"
You
get
the
clear
road
.
Start
as
soon
as
your
boat
floats
on
the
morning
tide
.
Let
your
men
be
careful
.
The
bushes
on
both
sides
of
the
creek
and
the
stockade
at
the
mouth
are
full
of
well-armed
men
.
You
would
have
no
chance
,
but
I
do
n't
believe
you
want
bloodshed
.
"
Brown
read
it
,
tore
the
paper
into
small
pieces
,
and
,
turning
to
Cornelius
,
who
had
brought
it
,
said
jeeringly
,
"
Good-bye
,
my
excellent
friend
.
"
Cornelius
had
been
in
the
fort
,
and
had
been
sneaking
around
Jim
's
house
during
the
afternoon
.
Jim
chose
him
to
carry
the
note
because
he
could
speak
English
,
was
known
to
Brown
,
and
was
not
likely
to
be
shot
by
some
nervous
mistake
of
one
of
the
men
as
a
Malay
,
approaching
in
the
dusk
,
perhaps
might
have
been
.
'
Cornelius
did
n't
go
away
after
delivering
the
paper
.
Brown
was
sitting
up
over
a
tiny
fire
;
all
the
others
were
lying
down
.
"
I
could
tell
you
something
you
would
like
to
know
,
"
Cornelius
mumbled
crossly
.
Brown
paid
no
attention
.
"
You
did
not
kill
him
,
"
went
on
the
other
,
"
and
what
do
you
get
for
it
?
You
might
have
had
money
from
the
Rajah
,
besides
the
loot
of
all
the
Bugis
houses
,
and
now
you
get
nothing
.
"
"
You
had
better
clear
out
from
here
,
"
growled
Brown
,
without
even
looking
at
him
.
But
Cornelius
let
himself
drop
by
his
side
and
began
to
whisper
very
fast
,
touching
his
elbow
from
time
to
time
.
What
he
had
to
say
made
Brown
sit
up
at
first
,
with
a
curse
.
He
had
simply
informed
him
of
Dain
Waris
's
armed
party
down
the
river
.
At
first
Brown
saw
himself
completely
sold
and
betrayed
,
but
a
moment
's
reflection
convinced
him
that
there
could
be
no
treachery
intended
.
He
said
nothing
,
and
after
a
while
Cornelius
remarked
,
in
a
tone
of
complete
indifference
,
that
there
was
another
way
out
of
the
river
which
he
knew
very
well
.
"
A
good
thing
to
know
,
too
,
"
said
Brown
,
pricking
up
his
ears
;
and
Cornelius
began
to
talk
of
what
went
on
in
town
and
repeated
all
that
had
been
said
in
council
,
gossiping
in
an
even
undertone
at
Brown
's
ear
as
you
talk
amongst
sleeping
men
you
do
not
wish
to
wake
.
"
He
thinks
he
has
made
me
harmless
,
does
he
?
"
mumbled
Brown
very
low
...
"
Yes
.
He
is
a
fool
.
A
little
child
.
He
came
here
and
robbed
me
,
"
droned
on
Cornelius
,
"
and
he
made
all
the
people
believe
him
.
But
if
something
happened
that
they
did
not
believe
him
any
more
,
where
would
he
be
?
And
the
Bugis
Dain
who
is
waiting
for
you
down
the
river
there
,
captain
,
is
the
very
man
who
chased
you
up
here
when
you
first
came
.
"
Brown
observed
nonchalantly
that
it
would
be
just
as
well
to
avoid
him
,
and
with
the
same
detached
,
musing
air
Cornelius
declared
himself
acquainted
with
a
backwater
broad
enough
to
take
Brown
's
boat
past
Waris
's
camp
.
"
You
will
have
to
be
quiet
,
"
he
said
as
an
afterthought
,
"
for
in
one
place
we
pass
close
behind
his
camp
.
Very
close
.
They
are
camped
ashore
with
their
boats
hauled
up
.
"
"
Oh
,
we
know
how
to
be
as
quiet
as
mice
;
never
fear
,
"
said
Brown
.
Cornelius
stipulated
that
in
case
he
were
to
pilot
Brown
out
,
his
canoe
should
be
towed
.
"
I
'll
have
to
get
back
quick
,
"
he
explained
.
'
It
was
two
hours
before
the
dawn
when
word
was
passed
to
the
stockade
from
outlying
watchers
that
the
white
robbers
were
coming
down
to
their
boat
.
In
a
very
short
time
every
armed
man
from
one
end
of
Patusan
to
the
other
was
on
the
alert
,
yet
the
banks
of
the
river
remained
so
silent
that
but
for
the
fires
burning
with
sudden
blurred
flares
the
town
might
have
been
asleep
as
if
in
peacetime
.
A
heavy
mist
lay
very
low
on
the
water
,
making
a
sort
of
illusive
grey
light
that
showed
nothing
.
When
Brown
's
long-boat
glided
out
of
the
creek
into
the
river
,
Jim
was
standing
on
the
low
point
of
land
before
the
Rajah
's
stockade
--
on
the
very
spot
where
for
the
first
time
he
put
his
foot
on
Patusan
shore
.
A
shadow
loomed
up
,
moving
in
the
greyness
,
solitary
,
very
bulky
,
and
yet
constantly
eluding
the
eye
.
A
murmur
of
low
talking
came
out
of
it
.
Brown
at
the
tiller
heard
Jim
speak
calmly
:
"
A
clear
road
.
You
had
better
trust
to
the
current
while
the
fog
lasts
;
but
this
will
lift
presently
.
"
"
Yes
,
presently
we
shall
see
clear
,
"
replied
Brown
.
'
The
thirty
or
forty
men
standing
with
muskets
at
ready
outside
the
stockade
held
their
breath
.
The
Bugis
owner
of
the
prau
,
whom
I
saw
on
Stein
's
verandah
,
and
who
was
amongst
them
,
told
me
that
the
boat
,
shaving
the
low
point
close
,
seemed
for
a
moment
to
grow
big
and
hang
over
it
like
a
mountain
.
"
If
you
think
it
worth
your
while
to
wait
a
day
outside
,
"
called
out
Jim
,
"
I
'll
try
to
send
you
down
something
--
a
bullock
,
some
yams
--
what
I
can
.
"
The
shadow
went
on
moving
.
"
Yes
.
Do
,
"
said
a
voice
,
blank
and
muffled
out
of
the
fog
.
Not
one
of
the
many
attentive
listeners
understood
what
the
words
meant
;
and
then
Brown
and
his
men
in
their
boat
floated
away
,
fading
spectrally
without
the
slightest
sound
.
'
Thus
Brown
,
invisible
in
the
mist
,
goes
out
of
Patusan
elbow
to
elbow
with
Cornelius
in
the
stern-sheets
of
the
long-boat
.
"
Perhaps
you
shall
get
a
small
bullock
,
"
said
Cornelius
.
"
Oh
yes
.
Bullock
.
Yam
.
You
'll
get
it
if
he
said
so
.
He
always
speaks
the
truth
.
He
stole
everything
I
had
.
I
suppose
you
like
a
small
bullock
better
than
the
loot
of
many
houses
.
