"Yes," said Harry, "politeness requires that we shall respond to it. By all means, Frank, write something."
Thus impelled, I opened my despatch-box and penned a hasty note, acknowledging the receipt of their missive, and hoping they would have a successful journey to the north of the river, and find an abundance of game. I added the echo of their expression of satisfaction at having met us, and also the hope that we might again be of service to them. I read it over to my friends and hastily sealed it, and despatched it by the messenger, a Kafir boy, who could travel about as fast across-country as an able-bodied horse.
After the boy had gone I remarked that it was a great pity we were to lose our neighbors.
"I don't see why we should lose them," said Jack; "let's inspan, and go in the same direction!"
CHAPTER XXVI.
CHANGE OF BASE—CROSSING THE RIVER—RUNAWAY OXEN—NEW
HUNTING-GROUND.
"Why, I thought you and Harry voted to remain here; didn't you?" I remarked.
"Yes," said Jack; "I did think last night that there was no use in our hurrying away, but later on I thought over what you said about the scarcity of game, and have concluded that it would be a good plan to move on."
"Yes, and so have I," said Harry; "I didn't realize the full force of your remarks last night, but I've been thinking it over, and see very plainly that we've skinned out this spot and ought to go somewhere else. I suggest that we reconsider our vote of last night, and bring the subject again before parliament."
I could not help laughing at their change of view. When my laugh was over I assumed a serious expression, and put the question to vote. Harry and Jack were as unanimous now for moving on as they were for remaining in situ the night before.