To call is one thing, but to be obeyed is quite another. The two great dogs, excited and savage, are snarling and worrying at the carcase of their now vanquished enemy--and the first attempt to enforce the order is met with a very menacing and determined growl, for this man is not their master. Wisely he desists. "Confound it, they'll tear that fine skin to ribbons!" he soliloquises disgustedly. Then--"Oh, there you are, Bayfield. Man, call those brutes off. They don't care a damn for me." A horseman has dashed into the glade. He, too, carries a gun, but in a trice he has torn a _reim_ from the D. of his saddle, and is lashing and cursing with a will among the excited hounds. These draw off, still snarling savagely, for he is their master. "_Magtig_! Blachland, but you're in luck's way!" he exclaimed. "That's the finest ram that's been shot here for the last five years. Well done! I believe it's the same one I drove right over that Britisher last month, and he missed it clean with both barrels. That young fellow stopping with Earle." "Who's he? A jackaroo?" "No. A visitor. I don't know who he is. By the way, I must take you over to Earle's one of these days. He's got a good bit of shoot. Look here, Jafta," turning to a yellow-skinned Hottentot, also mounted, who had just arrived on the scene, "Baas Blachland has shot our biggest bushbuck ram at last." "Ja. That is true, Baas," grinned the fellow, who was Bayfield's after-rider, inspecting the edge of his knife preparatory to the necessary disembowelling and loading up of the quarry. "We may as well be getting along," said Bayfield. "Jafta, go and fetch Baas Blachland's horse." "I thought an up-country man like you would turn up his nose at our hunting, Blachland," said Bayfield as they rode along. "But what you can't turn up your nose at is our air--eh? Why, you're looking twice the man you were a fortnight ago even. I suppose that infernal fever's not easily shaken off." "It's the very devil to shake off, but if anything will do it, this will." And the speaker glanced around with a feeling of complete and restful enjoyment.