Here, you two," he cried, turning to West and his companion, "I must take you both in to my chief, for I don't know that I ought to take your bare word." "Well, I don't think there's much of the Dopper about either of us." "No," said the officer, "but the Boers have got the scum of Europe and America with them, and you may be two little bits." "Want our rifles ?" said West coolly.
"No; but don't try to bolt, either of you: it would be dangerous.

My boys are rather handy with the lance!" "So I see!" said West, glancing at the points glistening at the tops of the bamboo shafts, several of which looked unpleasantly red.
"And so I felt," said Ingleborough grimly, "for one of them pressed my ribs.".