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Hilda Wade

CHAPTER VIII
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For many minutes none of us spoke.

But we heard in our rear a loud cry and a shaking of assegais; the Kaffirs behind us were yelling frightfully.

They must have suspected something--seen some movement in the tufted heads of grass, for they spread abroad, shouting.

We halted, holding our breath.

After a time, however; the noise died down.


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