The Hillmen had seated themselves a hundred yards off, while
the leaders were debating, and they now rose curiously and
watched Bradley, as he sank upon one knee, and covered the
goat with his rifle. When it was about one hundred and fifty
yards off he fired, and the goat fell over dead.

And then all the Hillmen, with the King himself, broke away on
a run, toward the dead animal, with much shouting. The King
came back alone, leaving his people standing about and
examining the goat. He was much excited, and talked and
gesticulated violently.

"He says--" said Stedman; "he says----"

"What? yes, go on."

"He says--goodness me!--what do you think he says?"

"Well, what does he say?" cried Gordon, in great excitement.
"Don't keep it all to yourself."

"He says," said Stedman, "that we are deceived; that he is no
longer King of the Island of Opeki; that he is in great fear
of us, and that he has got himself into no end of trouble. He
says he sees that we are indeed mighty men, that to us he is
as helpless as the wild boar before the javelin of the
hunter."

"Well, he's right," said Gordon. "Go on."