“Hurray!” cried Jack, giving his cap a wave in the air. “Only another week, and then, father—”
“Yes,” said Mr Rogers, with a quiet, sad look, “then, my boy, good-bye to civilisation.”
“Only for a time, father,” said Dick, quietly.
“Till you win health and strength, my boy,” said Mr Rogers, with an affectionate glance.
“And that we’ll soon find,” cried Jack; “for we are off to the wilds.”
Chapter Two.
Why they went away.
It was about two years before this that Mr Edward Rogers, a gentleman holding a post of importance in the City of London, had purchased some land and come out to dwell in Natal. For physician after physician had been consulted, seaside and health resort visited, but as the time glided on the verdict of the doctors became more and more apparent as a true saying, that unless Mrs Rogers was taken to a warmer climate her days would be few.