"They went away hunting yesterday afternoon," said Kleinboy; "said they were going after elands, giraffes, or anything else they could find; they carried their rifles, and had plenty of cartridges."
"Did they have their trackers or anybody else with them?"
"No," replied Kleinboy; "the trackers started with them, but went only a mile or two; they told the trackers they would have no use for them, and it would be impossible for them to keep up, as they were going to ride at a gallop."
"And they haven't come back yet, either of them?"
"No, neither of them."
"Nor their horses?"
"Oh yes, I forgot; the horses came back alone a little after dark; both of them came up to the kraal and made a noise, so we went out and brought them in."
"Couldn't you follow the spoor of the horses and make out where they went?"
"The manager is going to try that; but he thought the first thing to do was for me to come over here and let you gentlemen know."
"All right," I answered. Then I called our manager, and told him to see that Kleinboy had some breakfast, unless he had already breakfasted.