Again the voices broke forth, now returning as I had said, and swelling higher and higher, in a long recitative uttered by some dozen, and replied to in rolling chorus by the whole body. "They are recounting their exploits now--what game they have got, and how they got it," I explained, as the singing ceased. "By Jove, are they?" cried Falkner. "Look here, Glanton, I've got an idea. How would it be to scare up a hunt to-morrow, and get a lot of these chaps to help? I'd like to see how they go to work in their own way. That would be worth seeing." "Well, it might be managed. What d'you think, Major?" "A capital idea. But--hang it, we haven't got our guns." "Oh, as to that," I said, "you could use mine. There's a shot gun and a rifle, and a rifle and smooth-bore combined. That'll arm all hands." "Well done, Glanton. You're a jewel of a chap!" cried Falkner, boisterously. "The very thing. But, I say. How about arranging it with them now. No time like the present, eh?" The idea appealed to me exceedingly, not for its own sake, I fear, but because it would afford an opportunity of detaining my guests--or shall we say one of them--yet longer, perhaps even another night, for it would be hard if I could not manage to prolong the hunt until too late for them to return. Really Falkner Sewin was not without his uses in the world. "I think it would be simply delightful!" interjected that "one of them." "We will be able to see some of it too, won't we, Mr Glanton?" "Why of course, Miss Sewin. I'll send the boys up to some convenient spot with lunch and we'll make a regular picnic of it." The idea was received with enthusiasm. Only Mrs Sewin somewhat faintly objected that they had a long way to go to get home afterwards. But this I over-ruled by hoping they would not find my poor accommodation so very trying that the prospect of another night of it--if the worst came to the worst--should prove entirely out of the question. Just then a group of men detached themselves from the rest, and came over to us, to salute and ask how we liked the performance. "This is Wabisa, the next biggest chief under Tyingoza," I said, introducing the foremost, a tall, dignified head-ringed man. "Now, Miss Sewin, here is a real chief. Tyingoza could not come to-night, but will to-morrow morning." "I'm so glad," she answered, looking at Wabisa with interest. I gave them some roll tobacco which I had ready for them, and told my boys to make them some coffee. The while I arranged for to-morrow's bush-buck hunt. There was no difficulty about it at all, even as I had expected. I could have as many boys as I wanted. "They must hunt too, Wabisa," I said. "The white _amakosi_ want to see if the assegai is a better weapon than the gun." "_Ou_! That they shall see," laughed the chief. "Is there going to be any more dancing, Mr Glanton?" said the youngest girl.