hunting-veld

Updated: May 22, 2025

Indeed they seemed to be more patient and peaceful than in the days when he sat beside me on the buck-waggon and peered over the hunting-veld. I picked him up he was no heavier than Mary and carried him to his chair beside the stove. Then I boiled water and made tea, as we had so often done together. 'Peter, old man, I said, 'we're on trek again, and this is a very snug little rondavel.

John Buchan - Mr. Standfast