Iaskedhimwhetherhewouldkeeptherainawayduringthejourney，asitwouldbeveryunpleasantshouldthesoldiers’kitsgetwet。Heimmediatelyblewhisrain-whistlethatwassuspendedtohisneck，andlookedatmeasthoughIcouldnolongerdoubthiscapability。IthensentforaGermanhornfrommycabin。Thiswasapolishedcow’shorn，fittedwithbrass，whichIthinkhadcostashilling。Ibeggedtheoldrain-maker’sacceptanceofthisinstrument，whichmightbeperhapssuperiortohiswhistle。
Thewinehadnowsofarwarmedhisoldblood，thattheancientsorcererwasjustinthatstateofgood-willwithallmankindwhichmadehimdoublygratefulforsointerestingapresent。Heblewthehorn！——again，andagain！Hegrinnedtillthetearsrandownhiseyes，andatoncesuspendedtheglitteringtoyaroundhisneck。Henowsaid，”Iamagreatsheik；thereisnorain-makersogreatasI；youwilltravelwithme，andthishornshallkeepyoudry。Don’ttroubleyourselfabouttheBaris，theywon’tmolestyou；butstartassoonasyoucan。”
Wehadthusgainedavaluableallyandguide。AlthoughIknewthedirectionofLobore，Ishouldhavebeenobligedtotravelbycompass，thereforeIwasoverjoyedthatwehadobtainedsoexperiencedanoldfellowastherain-maker。HisnamewasLokko。
At3p。m。，on8thFebruary，westarted，oldLokkoleadingtheway，andwavingacoupleofthin，peeledsticksatarefractoryblackcloudthatappeareddeterminedtodefyhisrain-rulingpowers。Afewloudblastsuponthenewhorn，andagooddealofpantomimeandgesticulationonthepartofoldLokko，atlengthhadthedesiredeffect；thecloudwentoffaboutitsbusiness，andLokko，havinggivenhisfaceanextraruboffreshwood-ashesbeforestarting，lookeduglyenoughtofrightenanyrain-deviloutofhiswits。
Mypeoplewereheavilyladen。Atthecommencementofthejourney，anoxthatMonsoorhadbeentraining，kickedoffitsload，andwentoffatfullgalloplikeawildanimal，andweneversawitagain。PoorMonsoornowshoulderedtheloadthattheoxhadlefthelpless，andmarchedthusheavilyladenupthehill。