The two Englishmen breakfasted together, and then walked down to the landing-stage side by side.
It was raining steadily, and the atmosphere had that singular feeling of total relaxation and limpness which is only to be felt in the rain-ridden districts of Central Africa.
"Take care of yourself," said Oscard gruffly as Jack stepped into the canoe.
"All right." "And bring back Durnovo with you." Jack Meredith looked up with a vague smile.
"That man," he said lightly, "is going to the Plateau if I have to drag him there by the scruff of the neck." And he believed that he was thinking of the expedition only..