"Oh, dear, yes.

It is quite, quite easy.

I shall get there all right--if the Matabele don't burst upon us." Tired as I was with my long day's work, I jumped into my saddle.

I saw I should only lose time if I disputed about the baby.

My little horse seemed to understand that something grave had occurred; for, weary as she must have been, she set out with a will once more over that great red level.