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Hilda Wade

CHAPTER VIII
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A night; two nights; all clear; only waste ammunition.
Third, they swarm like bees; break laager; all over!" This was not exactly an agreeable picture of what we had to expect--the more so as our particular laager happened to have no Maxims.

However, we kept a sharp lookout for those gleaming eyes in the long grass of which Colebrook warned us; their flashing light was the one thing to be seen, at night above all, when the black bodies could crawl unperceived through the tall dry herbage.

On our first night out we had no adventures.

We watched by turns outside, relieving sentry from time to time, while those of us who slept within the laager slept on the bare ground with our arms beside us.

Nobody spoke much.


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