"But the noise, the rattle of the wagon, the getting of the oxen, and all the rest of it ?" "The oxen would be all lying down with the trek-rope between them, and they'll quietly do what their black driver and foreloper wish.

I think it could be done." "My dear boy, it's madness." "It isn't," I said angrily.

"Joeboy is right, and a trick like this would perhaps succeed when force would fail.

We must capture one of those wagons." "Oh, I'd have the lot while I was about it," cried Denham, laughing.
"Be sensible," I cried pettishly.

"Joeboy is right.