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Not a moment was to be lost, however, before making the attempt, and, accompanied by Hendrik, Congo, and the dog Spoor'em, Willem started off for the forest, leaving the others to continue the task of collecting the animals still scattered over the plain. But one brief hour before, Willem Van Wyk was the happiest hunter in existence, and now he was about the most miserable.
He shook off the appearance of numbness to return Mr. Van Wyk's unusually brisk greeting, but relapsed directly afterwards. To accept a pressing invitation to dinner "up at the house" cost him another very visible physical effort. Mr. Van Wyk, perplexed, folded his arms, and leaning back against the rail, with his little, black, shiny feet well out, examined him covertly.
On the 17th of March, Captain Van Wyk Jurianse sent me word that his ship was ready for sea, and that he should set sail the next morning.
All this prosperity was not yet; and Mr. Van Wyk prospered alone on the left bank on his deep clearing carved out of the forest, which came down above and below to the water's edge. He was afraid of death, and hoped he would die before the white men were ready to take his country from him.
That's where our poor friend would be still of use to the ship even if if he could no longer lift a foot, sir. Provided the Serang does not know that there's anything wrong." "He doesn't." "Naturally not. Quite beyond his apprehension. They aren't capable of finding out anything about us, sir." "You seem to be a shrewd man," said Mr. Van Wyk in a choked mutter, as though he were feeling sick.
He was blameless, as the court found." Mr. Van Wyk had known him well, he said, and he could not believe in suicide. Such an act would not have been in character with what he knew of the man. "It is my opinion, too," the lawyer agreed. The general theory was that the captain had remained too long on board trying to save something of importance.
No matter of business had yet come before the widow, but it was intimated to her that the notary, Magister Wyk, would do himself the honour of coming to her at Hunkerslust so soon as she felt herself strong enough to receive him, and to hear the provisions of the will.
The remembrance of Wilhelmina Van Wyk came before him like some fair angel, commanding him to hope and wait. He obeyed the command. Time was passing. They upon the islet rock were getting very impatient for the return of Congo.
Van Wyk affirmed that sometimes he had more company than he wanted. He mentioned smilingly some of the peculiarities of his intercourse with "My Sultan." He made his visits in force. And Captain Whalley remembered immediately that, in 'forty-seven, the then Sultan, "this man's grandfather," had been notorious as a great protector of the piratical fleets of praus from farther East.
Van Wyk made a slight movement, and sat very still afterwards for a few seconds; then, with the thought of Sterne's "The game's up," he ducked under the table to pick up the napkin which had slipped off his knees. This was the game that was up. And at the same time the muffled voice of Captain Whalley passed over him "I've deceived them all. Nobody knows." He emerged flushed to the eyes.
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