Money is the sinews of war, and you are going where you will want sinews and bones, bones and sinews too." In his eagerness the director helped the young men to buckle on the two cash-belts he had given them.
"There," he said; "that is all I can do for you but wish you good luck.
By the time you come back we shall have sent the Boers to the right-about, unless they have captured Kimberley and seized the diamond-mines.

Then, of course, my occupation will be gone.

Goodbye.
Not hard-hearted, my boys; but rather disposed to be soft.

There, goodbye." "Now then," said West, "we've no time to spare.

What are we going to do about horses ?" "We've the money at our back," replied Ingleborough, "and that will do anything.