"And I’m a nuisance, hindering you like this. Here are my wretched men; I shall be all right now; and I can’t thank you enough. We may meet again, if we decide to come north. Good-bye. And I say, if you meet that brother of mine, please tell him to hurry up, for if another rhinoceros takes a fancy to charge us, and I can’t bring him down, I shall be a mangled corpse in no time." "Hadn’t we better stay with you till your brother turns up?" said John. "Not at all. The plain is pretty open here, and a rhinoceros could not take us unawares. I shall go on slowly, and camp when I come to a suitable place, and my men will rig up a boma in no time. Good-bye again." The matting had been transferred to two of the Brownes’ rifles, and the men of each party having collected and shouldered their loads, they set off in opposite directions, the two headmen hurling abuse at each other as long as they remained in sight. Coja was particularly indignant because his rival had received the reward for completing the greater portion of the litter; but after a little Mr. Halliday consoled him by saying, casually, that his portion had been the more closely knit, so that he should receive a reward also. "Dat oder fella no good, what I say," remarked Coja. Half-an-hour after they had parted with Oliver Browne, they met a white man whom at the first glance they knew to be his brother, so striking was the resemblance. He was attended by four porters, each carrying a large portion of some newly-killed animal. Mr. Halliday halted as they came up, saying-- "You’re Mr. Joe Browne?" "That I am, but----" He paused, looking puzzled. "You don’t know me," said Mr. Halliday, "so you needn’t rack your memory. We’ve just met your brother. He was after a rhinoceros and tumbled into a game-pit." "Clumsy ass!" cried Mr. Browne, in the manner of an affectionate brother. "No bones broke, I hope?" Mr. Halliday reassured him on that point, and the two stood for a few minutes exchanging notes. The South African said that he had been much attracted by what he had seen of the country, and if Mr. Halliday became a settler, he would in all probability have him for a neighbour. "But it won’t be yet," he added. "We must settle up our affairs at the Cape first. Three or four months, perhaps; you’ll have grown your first crops by then. Don’t shoot all the game before I come." "You have left us some, I hope," said John, eyeing the porters’ burdens. "Oh, that’s a couple of water-buck for the pot. You’ll find bigger game than that. Hippo meat’s uncommonly good, but don’t try elephant’s foot; it’s a fraud. Don’t believe any one who tells you to the contrary. Good-bye; pleased to have met you; bar rhinoceros or game-pits we’ll meet again." CHAPTER THE FOURTH--White Man’s Magic