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A few hundred yards were all our start. They had the descent of the opposite hill as yet in their favour. One man, astride on a better horse than the rest, galloped on in front and came within range of us. He had a rifle in his hand, he pointed it twice, and covered us. But he did not shoot. Hilda gave a cry of relief. "Don't you see?" she exclaimed. "It is Oom Jan Willem's rifle!

"Then I said we was right under the lamp by that arch at the end o' the Gardens where the trams came round 'Assumin' murder was done or attempted murder I put it to you that you would still be left so badly crippled, as one might say, that your subsequent capture by the police to 'oom you would 'ave to explain would be largely inevitable. 'That's better, 'e says, passin' 'is hands over his forehead.

"If you go before we've finished," Trent said, "I'll not pay you a penny. Please yourself." The little fat man trembled partly with rage, partly with fear. "You stay any longer," he said, "and King him send after you and kill on way home. White English soldiers go Buckomari with you?" Trent shook his head. "Going the other way," he said, "down to Wana Hill." Oom Sam shook his head vigorously.

She was very good to me, that old 'oom was, when she was young, as I've told you before. You go an' give her my blessin' Willum's blessin' and this here bag and that there letter. `Yes, says I, `Willum, I'll do it, my boy, as soon as ever I set futt on British soil. I did set futt on British soil this morning, and there's the letter; also the bag; so, you see, old lady, I've kep' my promise."

Again Krool nodded. "And for yourself how much?" "Nothing for myself; no money, Baas." "Only Oom Paul's love!" Krool nodded again. "But Oom Paul flayed you at Vleifontein; tied you up and skinned you with a sjambok.... That didn't matter, eh? And you went on loving him. I never touched you in all the years. I gave you your life twice. I gave you good money.

So when Oom Jacob came back the next year all the oxen were gone. He was very angry with my father, and beat him with a yoke-strap till he was all blood, and though we showed him the bones of the oxen, he said that we had stolen them and sold them. "Now Oom Jacob had a beautiful span of black oxen that he loved like children.

It is a nice place, that Mooifontein, and I think that I shall buy it when we have turned all you English people out of the land. Frank Muller told me that they were there. And now I must be getting on, or that devil of a man, Frank Muller, will want to know what I have been about." "Oom Coetzee," said Jess, "will you do something for me?

There was that in the voice, some terrible thing, which drew Krool's eyes in spite of himself, and he met a look of fire and wrath. "I tell why. If it was bad, it was bad. But I tell why, that is all. If it is not good, it is bad, and hell is for the bad; but I tell why." "You got money from Oom Paul for the man Fellowes?" It was hard for him to utter the name. Krool nodded. "Every year much?"

It would be the last page of their history, and their children would be strangers in their own country. You understand, Oom?" "Yes, General, but I shall not forget to settle up, for I myself and others with me have had enough of this, and the War has opened our eyes." "All right, old man." I rejoined, "nobody can prevent you surrendering, but I have now plenty of work to do; so get along."

Well, such things have been, and may be again. Give me forty years of life and strength, and we shall see " Just then he reached the verandah of the house, and, dismissing his secret ambitions from his mind, Frank Muller dismounted and entered. In the sitting-room he found Silas Croft reading a newspaper. "Good-day, Oom Silas," he said, extending his hand.

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