If so, it was little use to look for him, and yet something in her heart told her to look.
At that moment she might not help Suzanne, for what could one woman and a Kaffir youth do against so many men?
Moreover, she knew whither Van Vooren would take her, and could follow there, but first she must learn for certain what had been the fate of the Baas Ralph her husband.

So Sihamba lay still beneath the two tufts of grass until the last of the men had passed in silence, glancing about them sullenly as though they feared vengeance for a crime.

Then, having noted that they were heading for the kloof, she went back to where Zinti stood in the hollow holding the horse with one hand and the mule with the other, and beckoned him to follow her.
Very soon, tracing the spoor backwards, they reached the edge of the cliff just where the waterfall fell over it into the sea pool.

Here she searched about, noting this thing and that, till at last all grew clear to her.

Yonder Suzanne had lain, for the impress of her shape could still be seen upon the grass.