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A CRITICAL SITUATION. 79
away from it and directed our steps towards the south-
west. Khodai Kullu’s footsteps continued on to the north-
west. " What in the world was he going to do in the
desert ? " we wondered. Well, the man clearly had a screw
loose, and we decided it would be folly to keep to his
wandering footsteps. Upon reaching some pools of salt
water where there was both good grazing and plenty of
fuel, we pulled up and encamped.
The Stag. On the Left a Chinaman, Chernoff, and Turdu Bai,
and onthe Right Islam Bai.
Late that night, after the air had cleared a little, we made
up two immense fires of dry tamarisks ; but they flared
up, crackled, glowed and died down again without eliciting
any answer. The night was still and silent. No sus-
picious sound was heard, no horseman arrived with glad
tidings. I grew impatient, and my uneasiness deepened.
We looked upon Khodai KuUu as already lost. Faisullah
must have arrived at Kum-chapghan fully a week earlier.
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