It was not likely that I should know what Good might be talking about.

He talks about so many things.
'Well, it was about a little plan that I have formed -- namely, that if you were willing we should pack up our traps and go off to Africa on another expedition.' I fairly jumped at his words.

'You don't say so!' I said.
'Yes I do, though, and so does Good; don't you, Good ?' 'Rather,' said that gentleman.
'Listen, old fellow,' went on Sir Henry, with considerable animation of manner.

'I'm tired of it too, dead-tired of doing nothing more except play the squire in a country that is sick of squires.
For a year or more I have been getting as restless as an old elephant who scents danger.

I am always dreaming of Kukuanaland and Gagool and King Solomon's Mines.