Waylaid and Captured 
very touching appeals for my release, telling of 
my wife and of the sick missionary in Ejahyay. 
The governor’s reply was that it was needless to 
go back to Ejahyay, for that would soon be de¬ 
stroyed ; and that, if Ogumulla’s men did not kill 
me before I got there, they would do so after¬ 
ward. When Mrs. Hinderer asked the mes¬ 
senger what would become of my wife, he 
seemed disgusted and asked, “Is that the only 
wife he has ? Why can’t he get another ? ” 
1 now saw that the only way to get away from 
Ebaddan was to leave secretly without the knowl¬ 
edge or consent of the governor. 
At first, I thought of escaping in the night and 
trying to get around the Ebaddan camp into 
Ejahyay before morning. But Mrs. Hinderer 
suggested that I try to get to Awyaw and lay my 
case before the king. This 1 finally decided to 
do. Mr. Hinderer had been too sick to render me 
any assistance since his arrival, but his energetic 
and tactful spouse provided me with a guide, 
some “ cowries ” and some presents to help me on 
the way to Awyaw. The route for two days was 
at right angles to the one to Ejahyay and was 
nearly one hundred miles farther; but I was will¬ 
ing to endure any fatigue and to run any risk to 
get home alive. 
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