Away on the southern horizon we could faintly perceive the floating yellow haze of the prairie fires lit by the Mashonas.
"Then you knew I would come ?" I began, as she seated herself on the burnt-up herbage, while my hand stole into hers, to nestle there naturally.
She pressed it in return.

"Oh, yes; I knew you would come," she answered, with that strange ring of confidence in her voice.

"Of course you got my letter at Cape Town ?" "I did, Hilda--and I wondered at you more than ever as I read it.

But if you KNEW I would come, why write to prevent me ?" Her eyes had their mysterious far-away air.

She looked out upon infinity.