It is something to me, living in this hell, to get a chance of talking to English gentlemen again before I die." "English gentlemen," remarked Rodd reflectively, "Well, Anscombe is of course, but how about that other hunter?
After all, in what way is he better than the scores of other hunters and Kaffir traders and wanderers whom one meets in this strange land ?" "In what way indeed ?" thought I to myself, in my dream.
"If you can't see, I can't explain to you.

But as I happen to know, the man is of blood as good as mine--and a great deal better than yours," he added with a touch of insolence.
"Moreover, he has an honest name among white and black, which is much in this country." "Yes," replied the doctor in the same reflective voice, "I agree with you, I let him pass as a gentleman.

But I repeat, Why did you bring them here when with one more word it would have been so easy--" and he stopped.
"I have told you, it was not I.

What are you driving at ?" "Do you think it is exactly convenient, especially when we are under the British flag again, to have two people who, we both admit, are English gentlemen, that is, clean, clear-eyed men, considering us and our affairs for an indefinite period, just because you wish for the pleasure of their society?
Would it not have been better to tell those Basutos to let them trek on to Pretoria ?" "I don't know what would have been better.

I repeat, what are you driving at?
"Heda is coming home in a day or two; she might be here any time," remarked Rodd as he knocked the ashes out of his pipe.
"Yes, because you made me write and say that I wanted her.