It was impossible to get Inez free of her tent arrangement or to do anything, except whisper to her, "Feign sleep and know nothing.

We will follow you.

Your father is with us." Then I bolted back into the bushes, which Hans had reached already.
A minute or two later when we were clear of the hubbub and nearing our own camp, Hans remarked to me sententiously, "The Great Medicine worked well, Baas, but not quite well enough, for what medicine can avail against a woman's folly ?" "It was our own folly we should blame," I answered.

"We ought to have known that fool-girl would shriek, and taken precautions." "Yes, Baas, we ought to have killed her too, for nothing else would have kept her quiet," replied Hans in cheerful assent.

"Now we shall have to pay for our mistake, for the hunt must go on." At this moment we stumbled across Robertson and Umslopogaas who, with the others, and every living thing within a mile or two had also heard Janee's yell, and briefly told our story.