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Moreover, although I had saved him when he lay sick to death, he afterwards tried to murder me by shooting me down in a lonely place. Here is the mark of it," and I touched the little scar upon the side of my forehead. "That is true; he did so, the stinkcat," shouted the Vrouw Prinsloo, and was ordered to be silent.
Ask them, Allan, what this Dingaan has done with the stinkcat." So I asked, and was informed they believed that the king had let Pereira go on to his own people in payment of the information that he had given him. "My God!" said the vrouw, "I hoped that he had knocked him on the head. Well, what is to be done now?" "I don't know," I answered.
As you did not come back, I thought you had run away and left us, like that stinkcat Pereira." Just then Dingaan, having settled his great bulk upon the stool and recovered his breath, called to the lad Halstead, who was with him, and said: "O Tho-maas, ask your brother, Macumazahn, if he is ready to try to shoot the vultures.
Marais said that someone must go to see whether his nephew still lived, to which the other Boers replied "Ja" in an indifferent voice. Then the Vrouw Prinsloo took up her parable. She remarked, as she had done before, that in her judgment Hernan Pereira was "a stinkcat and a sneak," who had tried to desert them in their trouble, and by the judgment of a just God had got into trouble himself.
"It is not lucky to save an enemy, and if I know anything of that stinkcat, he will bite your finger badly by way of gratitude. Bah! lad, if I were you I should just camp for a few days in the bush, and then come back and say that I could find nothing of Pereira except the dead hyenas that had been poisoned by eating him. Good luck to you all the same, Allan; may I find such a friend in need.
But if you and these other hard-hearted men will not go, I at my age, and weak as I am with all that I have suffered, will go myself." "Good," said Vrouw Prinsloo; "that is the best way out of it. You will soon get sick of the journey, Heer Marais, and we shall see no more of the stinkcat."
"Then," exclaimed Vrouw Prinsloo triumphantly, "nobody will go, so let us forget this stinkcat, as he forgot us." "Does it seem right," asked Marais again, "that a Christian man should be left to starve in the wilderness?" and he looked at me.
"It is a day to pray, not to give and be given in marriage," commented Marais sulkily. "Moreover, Marie does not come of age before Monday, and until then the oath that I made to God holds." "My vatdoek for your oath!" exclaimed the vrouw, flapping that awful rag in his face. "How much do you suppose that God cares what you in your folly swore to that stinkcat of a nephew of yours?
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