If Sebastian is killed skulking here in Rhodesia, my life's purpose will have failed; I shall not have vindicated my father's good name; and then, we can never marry." "So I understand, Hilda, my orders are these: I am to go out and fight for the women and children, if possible; that Sebastian shall be made prisoner alive, and on no account to let him be killed in the open!" "I give you no orders, Hubert.

I tell you how it seems best to me.
But if Sebastian is shot dead--then you understand it must be all over between us.

I NEVER can marry you until, or unless, I have cleared my father." "Sebastian shall not be shot dead," I cried, with my youthful impetuosity.

"He shall be brought in alive, though all Salisbury as one man try its best to lynch him." I went out to report myself as a volunteer for service.

Within the next few hours the whole town had been put in a state of siege, and all available men armed to oppose the insurgent Matabele.