So either the match is dead or, since the geese have ceased to come, it must be shot off another day." "Oh! if there is any question," said Pereira, who felt that public opinion was much against him, "let the Englishman take the money.

I dare say that he needs it, as the sons of missionaries are not rich." "There is no question," I said, "since, rich or poor, not for a thousand pounds would I shoot again against one who plays such tricks.

Keep your money, Mynheer Pereira, and I will keep my mare.

The umpire has said that the match is dead, so everything is finished." "Not quite," interrupted Retief, "for I have a word to say.

Friend Allan, you have played fair, and I believe that there is no one who can shoot like you in Africa." "That is so," said the audience of Boers.
"Mynheer Pereira," went on Retief, "although you, too, are a fine shot, as is well known, I believe that had you played fair also you would have been beaten, but as it is you have saved your hundred pounds.