I'm sure I know as much about such things as Waldo does," said Gregory, in exceeding bitterness of spirit.
"I do not know which things you refer to.

If you will enlighten me I am quite prepared to speak of them," she said, reading as she spoke.
"Oh, you never used to ask Waldo like that," said Gregory, in a more sorely aggrieved tone than ever.

"You used just to begin." "Well, let me see," she said, closing her book and folding her hands on it.

"There at the foot of the kopje goes a Kaffer; he has nothing on but a blanket; he is a splendid fellow--six feet high, with a magnificent pair of legs.

In his leather bag he is going to fetch his rations, and I suppose to kick his wife with his beautiful legs when he gets home.
He has a right to; he bought her for two oxen.