Month after month we travelled thus, covering a matter of perhaps five
miles a day, since sometimes the country was open and we crossed it with
speed. Yet although our dangers were so many, strangely enough, during
all this time, even in that heat neither of us fell sick, as I think
because of the herb which Kari carried in his bag, that I found was
named _Coca_, whereof we obtained more as we went and ate from time to
time. Nor did we ever really suffer from starvation, since when we were
hungry we took more of this herb which supported us until we could
find food. These mercies I set down to the good offices of St. Hubert
watching from Heaven over me, his poor namesake and godson, though
perhaps the skill and courage of Kari which provided against everything
had something to do with them.