"On foot?"
"On horseback, if you like and under the direction of Willis, whom I name commander-in-chief of the cavalry."
"Of the cavalry!" cried the sailor; "what! a pilot on horseback?"
"Do not be uneasy, Willis," replied Jack, "we have no horses."
"Ah, well, that alters the case."
"But then we have zebras and ostriches."
"Ostriches! worse and worse."
"Say not so, good Willis; when once you have tried Lightfoot or Flyaway, you would never wish to travel otherwise: they run so fast that the wind is fairly distanced, and scarcely give us time to breathe—it is delightful."
"Thank you, but I would rather try and get the canoe to travel on land."
"Ah, Willis," said Fritz, "that would be an achievement that would do you infinite credit—if you only succeed."