Hal did not need any coaching in the manners or ways of a bushman.
The Bushman gave a puzzled glance, first at one sister and then at the other.
"I'll tell you what I'm going to do," I said to Bushman when we got in our tent.
I'll keep young Bushman with me, and my groom with our horses.
Even Bushmen, or at least natives with some Bushman blood in them, are not wanting.
The Bushman suggested a course, of which, not only the Makololo, but Congo approved.
The Bushman did as he was desired, but the Bechuanas only reiterated their previous statement.
Arend turned and looked in the direction the Bushman was pointing.
The Bushman had not been injured in falling into the pit, as may be supposed.
“You think a big sight too much of yourself,” rejoined the Bushman.