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A set of embroidered baby linen for Flurry's best doll, dainty enough for a fairy baby; a white fleecy shawl for mother, and another for Carrie, and a chair-back for Ruth; she was fond of pretty things, but I certainly did not look for much in return. Allan had brought me that pretty dress from London, and another for Carrie, and he had not Fortunatus' purse, poor fellow!
The spiritualists, or rather the neospiritualists or scientific spiritualists, who must not be confused with the somewhat over-credulous disciples of Allan Kardec, maintain that the dead do not die entirely, that their spiritual or animistic entity neither departs nor disperses into space after the dissolution of the body, but continues an active though invisible existence around us.
However, I got hold of Hans Botha and put it to him if it would not be best to desert the waggons and make a run for it. "How can we do it?" he answered; "two of the women are too fat to go a mile, one is sick in childbed, and we have only six horses among us. Besides, if we did we should starve in the desert. No, Heer Allan, we must fight it out with the savages, and God help us!"
"Hang me if I can look any longer at the boys and the tarts!" said Allan, dragging his friend away from the pastry-cook's shop. "Let's try if we can't find something else to amuse us in the next street." The first amusing object which the next street presented was a carver-and-gilder's shop, expiring feebly in the last stage of commercial decay.
It may be silly and foolish but you see, I'm made like that. I want a little longer I want to think it out by myself." When Allan had gone she came in to her father. And her radiant expression made him bounce up from his chair. "By George," he cried, "he asked you!" "Yes!" "And you've taken him!" "No!" Roger gasped. "Look here!" he demanded, angrily. "What's the matter? Are you mad?"
But how do I know, nephew, that when we came to read the treaty we should not find that it granted all the land to you English and not to us Boers? No, no, don't look angry. That was not a right thing to say, for you are honest whatever most of your blood may be. Nephew Allan, you who are a brave man, are afraid of this journey. Now, why is that, I wonder? Ah! I have it. I had forgotten.
They spoke little during the brief meal, but when it was ended Allan said: "Theresa, there is half an hour before you go. Will you come upstairs with me? I had a dream that I must tell you of." "Allan!" She looked at him, frightened, but went with him. "It was of Frances you dreamed," she said, quietly, as they entered the library together. "Did I say it was a dream?
Hot, impatient words rose to the girl's lips, but she choked them back. "I can't argue it," she cried, a little desperately. "Father should have been back six weeks ago. You know that. He isn't back. Well?" "Allan and I have run this old post ten years," Murray said soberly.
Second Row. Farr.-Sgt. Lindsay, Sgts. Inglis, Gourlay, Farr.-Sgt. Renton, Sgt. Abbie, Saddler-Sgt. Smith, Sergt. Kirk, F.Q.M.S. Allan, Sgts. Hood, Walker, Colthart, Haig, Lumsden, Thorp, Dougall, Couper, Bradfield, Craig. Third Row. Sgts. Thornton, Aitken, S.Q.M.S. Craig, S.S.M. Edie, S.S.M. Ogilvie, Capt. and Adjt. M.E. Lindsay, R.S.M. R.G. Rapkin, Capt.
His haunting fear of doing his friend an injustice had shown itself in a restraint of word, look, and action which had been marked enough to force its way to Allan's notice. The one course left now, in the dearest interests of the friendship that united them, was to speak at once, and to speak boldly. "There's something strange between us," reiterated Allan. "For God's sake, what is it?"
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