"I should probably be able to do that." "I reckon," continued the other, "that the journey down could be accomplished in two months, and each time you do the trip you will reduce your time." "Yes." "Of course," Durnovo went on, with the details which he knew were music in Oscard's ears, "of course we shall be a clumsy party going up.
We shall have heavy loads of provisions, ammunition, and seeds for cultivating the land up there." "Yes," replied Guy Oscard absently.

In his ears there rang already the steady plash of the paddle, the weird melancholy song of the boatmen, the music of the wind amidst the forest trees.
Durnovo rose briskly.
"Then," he said, "you will join us?
I may telegraph out to Meredith that you will join us ?" "Yes," replied Oscard simply.

"You may do that." "There is no time to be lost," Durnovo went on.

"Every moment wasted adds to the risk of our being superseded.

I sail for Loango in a fortnight; will you come with me ?" "Yes." "Shall I take a passage for you ?" "Yes." Durnovo held out his hand.
"Good-bye," he said.