He had now nothing further to
do with it, the command having formally devolved on Lieut. Henn.
A Mr. Charles New, also, missionary from Mombasah, had joined
the expedition, but he had resigned too. So now there were left
but Lieut. Henn and Mr. Oswell Livingstone, second son of the
Doctor.
"Is Mr. Oswell Livingstone here?" I asked, with considerable
surprise.
"Yes; he will be here directly."
"What are you going to do now?" I asked.
"I don't think it worth my while to go now. You have taken
the wind out of our sails completely. If you have relieved
him, I don't see the use of my going. Do you?"
"Well, it depends. You know your own orders best. If you have
come only to find and relieve him, I can tell you truly he is
found and relieved, and that he wants nothing more than a few
canned meats, and some other little things which I dare say you
have not got. I have his list in his own handwriting with me.
But his son must go anyhow, and I can get men easily enough for
him."
"Well, if he is relieved, it is of no use my going."
At this time in walked a slight, young, gentlemanly man, with
light complexion, light hair, dark, lustrous eyes, who was
introduced to me as Mr. Oswell Livingstone.
