utiful eyes, gazing up at me with a puzzled,
half-frightened expression.

"Liola," I exclaimed softly, in the language of Mo. "Thou art with
friends, have no further fear. The soldiers of thy lover Omar have
wreaked a vengeance complete and terrible upon thy captor Samory."

"But the savages!" she gasped. "They will kill me as they massacred all
the women."

"No, no, they will not," I assured her, placing my arm tenderly beneath
her handsome head. "The savages are our Dagomba allies who, not knowing
that thou wert a native of Mo, would have butchered thee like the rest."

"And thou didst save me?" she cried. "Yes, I remember, thou didst shoot
dead the brute who would have cut off my foot to secure my diamond
anklet. I owe my life to thee."

"Ah! do not speak of that," I cried. "Calm thyself and rest assured of
thy safety, for thou shalt return with us to the land of thy fathers.
Thou shalt, ere a moon has run its course, pillow thine head upon the
shoulder of the man thou lovest, Omar, Naba of Mo."

She blushed deeply at my words, and her small white hand still smeared
with blood, gripped my wrist. Her heart seemed too full for words, and in
this manner she silently thanked me for rescuing her from the awful fate
to which she had so nearly been hurried.

Soon she recovered from the shock sufficiently to sit up and chat.
Together we listened to the roar of the excited multitude outside, and
from the lattice window could see columns of dense black smoke rising
from the city, where the fighting-men of Mo, in accordance with their
instructions from Omar, having sacked the place, were now setting it on
fire.

In answer to my eager questions as to her adventures after her seizure by
the soldiers of the Great White Queen, she said:

"Yes. It is true they captured me, together with my girl slave, Wyona,
and hurried me towards the palace. Wyona fought and bit like a tigress,
and one of the men becoming infuriated, killed her. Just at that moment
the attack was made upon us by the populace, and they, witnessing his
action, tore him limb from limb. Then, in the fierce conflict that
followed, I escaped from their clutches in the same manner as Omar and
thyself. Knowing of the attack to be made upon the palace I fled for
safety in the opposite direction, and remained in hiding throughout the
night in the house of one of my kinswomen away towards the city-gate. At
last the report spread that the people had taken the palace