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What need had he of experience? Experience teaches us in a millennium what passion teaches us in an hour. A Kaffer studies all his life the discerning of distant sounds; but he will never hear my step, when my love hears it, coming to her window in the dark over the short grass.
For his father a piece of tobacco, bought at the shop by the mill; for Em a thimble; for Lyndall a beautiful flower dug out by the roots, at a place where they had outspanned; for Tant Sannie a handkerchief. When they drew near the house he threw the whip to the Kaffer leader, and sprung from the side of the wagon to run on. Bonaparte stopped him as he ran past the ash-heap.
First, the stone-walled sheep kraals and Kaffer huts; beyond them the dwelling-house a square, red-brick building with thatched roof. Even on its bare red walls, and the wooden ladder that led up to the loft, the moonlight cast a kind of dreamy beauty, and quite etherealized the low brick wall that ran before the house, and which inclosed a bare patch of sand and two straggling sunflowers.
Paid a Kaffer nine pounds to go in and look for it at the risk of his life couldn't find it." The German would have translated this information, but the Boer-woman gave no ear. "No, no; he goes tonight. See how he looks at me a poor unprotected female! If he wrongs me, who is to do me right?" cried Tant Sannie.
Being about a Kaffer, they appeared to be of the nature of a joke; but, being seriously spoken, they appeared earnest; so he half laughed and half not, to be on the safe side. "I've often thought so myself. It's funny we should both think the same; I knew we should if once we talked. But there are other things love, now," he added. "I wonder if we would think alike about that.
The overseer, seen by daylight, was a huge German, wearing a shabby suit, and with a childish habit of rubbing his hands and nodding his head prodigiously when pleased at anything. He stood out at the kraals in the blazing sun, explaining to two Kaffer boys the approaching end of the world.
A Kaffer girl, who had been grinding pepper between two stones, knelt on the floor, the lean Hottentot stood with a brass candlestick in her hand, and Tant Sannie, near the shelf, with a hand on each hip, was evidently listening intently, as were her companions. "What may be it?" cried the old German in astonishment. The room beyond the pantry was the storeroom.
Perhaps it is because I am only a woman; but I do love you as much as I can." Now the Kaffer maids were coming from the huts. He kissed her again, eyes and mouth and hands, and left her. Tant Sannie was well satisfied when told of the betrothment.
He howled, till the tarantulas, who lived between the rafters and the zinc roof, felt the unusual vibration, and looked out with their wicked bright eyes, to see what was going on. Tant Sannie sighed, the Hottentot maid sighed, the Kaffer girl who looked in at the door put her hand over her mouth and said "Mow-wah!" "You must trust in the Lord," said Tant Sannie.
that quaint, childish song of the people, that has a world of sweetness, and sad, vague yearning when sung over and over dreamily by a woman's voice as she sits alone at her work. But Gregory heard neither that nor yet the loud laughter of the Kaffer maids, that every now and again broke through from the kitchen, where they joked and worked.
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