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"Now, lads," cried Groot Willem, "a steady volley and a charge home will send them to the right about." "Better fire over their heads," said Orpin earnestly. "We are not at war with these men. Let us not kill if we can help it." "I agree with that heartily," cried Charlie Considine. "So do I," said Hans. "Depend on't the sound will suffice for men who perhaps never saw fire-arms before."
There can be no greater agony to a brave and sensitive man than to find himself helpless for revenge after having undergone a deep humiliation. Groot Willem, no less brave but of a different temperament, was more resigned to the indignity they were enduring. His anger had been aroused by the attempt to take from him a thing he greatly prized, his gun.
The amount of damage was at length declared by the plaintiff, who was at the same time acting as judge. "Tell them," said he to the interpreter, "that all I require, by way of compensation, will be their own horses along with their guns and ammunition." "What!" exclaimed Groot Willem, jumping to his feet in rage, "Give them my horse and roer? No, not for all the horses in Africa."
Mr Arnott went immediately, and Mr Monckton could scarce refrain from going too, that he might entreat John Groot by no means to be satisfied without seeing Mrs Harrel herself: John Groot, however, wanted not his entreaties, as the servant soon returned to summons his lady to the conference.
He could see nothing before him but the destruction of himself and his tribe. Groot Willem demanded an explanation of his increased apprehension, and reminded the chief that in their encounters with the enemy they had been so far successful. Macora stated in reply his belief that two of more detachments of Moselekatse's army had been sent against him.
The saddles were taken off, and the horses turned out to graze upon it. "I suppose that Cong will have sense to pack up and follow us," said Hendrik. "Yes," answered Groot Willem, "I think we may expect to see him here within two hours." "But are you sure that he can find us?" "Certainly he can," replied Willem. "He knows that we are bound down the river, and the stream will guide him.
"But that is not what I wish to know," said Groot Willem, who never troubled himself with the political affairs of his own country, and therefore cared little about those of an African petty chief.
When she awoke the sun was at the meridian, and she came down to the noontide meal. Master Groot was looking much entertained. Wearmouth, he said, was in a commotion. The great Dutch Whitburn man-at-arms had come in full of the wonderful story.
As he spoke a peculiarly deep bass yawn was heard inside the principal house of the farm to which the party now drew near. Next moment a heavy thump sounded, as if on the floor, and immediately after there issued from the open door a veritable giant in his shirt-sleeves. Groot Willem was rough, shaggy, and rugged, as a giant ought to be.
Rhodes's view, but, as it turned out, both were wrong. In the meantime the sands were running out, and the troops were almost on the water, and yet the old man remained obdurate. Outside the hospitable haven of Groot Schuurr I one day met Mr. Merriman at lunch as the guest of Mr. and Mrs. Richard Solomon. Considerably above the average height, with a slight stoop and grey hair, Mr.
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