52 THE MAN-EATERS OF TSAVO CHAP. 
the doctor myself as best I could, stitching one and 
bandaging another and generally doing what was 
possible. There was one man, however, who 
groaned loudly and held a cloth over his face as 
if he were dying. On lifting this covering, I found 
him to be a certain mason called Karim Bux, who 
was well known to me as a prime mischief-maker 
among the men. I examined him carefully, but as 
I could discover nothing amiss, I concluded that he 
must have received some internal injury, and accord- 
ingly told him that I would send him to the hospital 
at Voi (about thirty miles down the line) to be 
attended to properly. He was then carried back to 
his camp, groaning grievously all the time. 
Scarcely had he been removed, when the head 
jemadar came and informed me that the man was 
not hurt at all, and that as a matter of fact he was 
the sole cause of the disturbance. He was now 
pretending to be badly injured, in order to escape the 
punishment which he knew he would receive if | 
discovered that he was the instigator of the trouble. 
On hearing this, I gave instructions that he was not 
to go to Voi in the special train with the others ; but 
I had not heard the last of him yet. About eleven 
o'clock that night I was called up and asked to go 
down to the.masons’ camp to see a man who was 
supposed to be dying. | at once pulled on my boots, 
got some brandy and ran down to the camp, where 
