Our private camels are going with the marching column; you had better put yours with them.

No doubt they will join us somewhere.

Of course, your kit will be carried with us." It was a delight to Gregory to be on the water again.

There was generally a cool breeze on the river, and always an absence of dust.

He was now halfway between seventeen and eighteen, but the sun had tanned him to a deep brown, and had parched his face; thus adding some years to his appearance, so that the subalterns of the newly-arrived regiments looked boyish beside him.