“Eh?” was the reply. “You heard what I said.”
“That I didn’t!”
“Then you were asleep. I thought you were.”
“Nonsense!” said Dean indignantly. “I had only just lain down. What was it you said?”
Mark laughed, to his cousin’s great annoyance. “I said, How far is it to black Mak’s big stones?”
“A whole day’s journey.”
“Nonsense! Why, this evening they looked quite near.”
“Yes, but the doctor said that was the refraction.”
“Well, I hope it will refract some of the gold when we get there,” said Mark. “I want to see what the place is like.”
“We don’t want the gold,” said Dean. “Yes, we do. We should like to get some of it as curiosities. But oh, I say, doesn’t it seem like all pother about what the doctor said? There’s none of the cool air from the veldt coming in here under the waggon tilt.” Dean made no reply.