"How in the world was I to get them when I didn't know where they were?"
"You ought to have found out where they were. But I have wasted time enough. Good-day."
Oscar turned his horse's head toward his own camp, and rode rapidly until he had met and sent back the oxen.
After that he allowed his horse to settle down into a walk; and as he rode along he thought over the events of the morning, and wondered how much the outside world would have known about Africa if all Englishmen had been like Colonel Dunhaven.
Oscar had not been able to "get even" with him, after all, but he had shown his good will.
As soon as the oxen reached the wagon they were turned loose to graze. By the time they had eaten their fill it was too hot to travel, and so Oscar took to his wagon and wrote up his diary.
At three o'clock in the afternoon he gave the order to inspan, and shortly after sunset went into camp within sight of the town of Howick.