“Where are they?”
“Over there,” said Chris, pointing.
“Where’s over there?”
“To the left of where the sun’s going down. That’s where we’ve been making for all the time.”
“Ride on?”
“Yes; it will be quickest.”
“Come and ask father what he thinks.”
“No,” said Chris; “it would be losing time.”
“We should never find it, and only die of thirst right away from the others.”
“We should find it. We must find it, and bring some back.”