I fancy at some time Mr Japp had sold him a bad plough.
We spoke of hunting, and I heard long tales of exploits--away on the Limpopo, in Mashonaland, on the Sabi and in the Lebombo.

Then we verged on politics, and I listened to violent denunciations of the new land tax.

These were old residenters, I reflected, and I might learn perhaps something of value.

So very carefully I repeated a tale I said I had heard at Durban of a great wizard somewhere in the Berg, and asked if any one knew of it.

They shook their heads.