They will give up their twelve prisoners for our four, will they?
That is about a fair proportion.

No, it is not, though: four Boers are better than twelve Englishmen any day--ay, better than forty!" and he laughed again.

"Well, the men shall be sent in as you arranged; they will help to eat up their last biscuits.

Good-day, cousin.

Stop, though; one word before you go.