I have NO plan just at present." "What are you doing at this farm ?" I gazed round at it, dissatisfied.
"I board here," Hilda answered, amused at my crestfallen face.

"But, of course, I cannot be idle; so I have found work to do.

I ride out on my bicycle to two or three isolated houses about, and give lessons to children in this desolate place, who would otherwise grow up ignorant.
It fills my time, and supplies me with something besides myself to think about." "And what am _I_ to do ?" I cried, oppressed with a sudden sense of helplessness.
She laughed at me outright.

"And is this the first moment that that difficulty has occurred to you ?" she asked, gaily.

"You have hurried all the way from London to Rhodesia without the slightest idea of what you mean to do now you have got here ?" I laughed at myself in turn.