"Big fool black fellow drive wagon," said Joeboy, still gazing through the glass, as if he could see those of whom he spoke. "'Nother big fool black fellow vorloper. Both fast sleep under wagon. Boss Val talk like Boer: double-Dutch." "Is that right?" said Denham. "Oh yes," I said. "I can speak like a Boer if it is necessary." "Um? Yes," said Joeboy quietly.
"Think Doppie talky, Boss Val take Joeboy and go in a dark night up to wagon. Stoop down and kick big black fool driver and big black fool vorloper. `Get up! he say. `Want sleep alway? Get up, big fool! Trek!" "What?" I cried excitedly. "Um? Talk like Doppie, Boss Val talk. Big fool get up an' inspan. Boss Val get up on box an' keep call driver big black fool, like Doppie.
Joeboy walk 'long o' vorloper. Tell 'im Joeboy 'tick assagai in um back if he talk, and drive right 'way." "Ha!" I said, with a heavy expiration of the breath. "But do you understand what he means?" "Oh yes, I understand," said Denham, laughing; "but where are the Doppies going to be all the while?"