CHAPTER VIII
A RECONNAISSANCE
"Well, General, what's doing next?"
It was the morning after the great hunt, and they had just finished a delicious breakfast of roasted calves' feet and bananas. The explorer was puffing at his briar luxuriously, and turned to the doctor.
"Guru says that the skins are on the way now, Doctor. How long will it take you to get them in shape to go back?"
"Ten days," returned the German, whose cases were all piled in readiness before an open space.
"Need us here?"
"No. Get out and keep those boys from bothering me."
"Good!" laughed the explorer, and turned lazily to Charlie. "Feel like starting out this morning? I want to push ahead on horseback and trace out the route for the wagons. I've got it pretty well lined out now, but we've got to make sure about provisions and all that."