There was no calf.

He was just going to fire at the wounded bull when he turned and saw you, and he knelt down on one knee and covered you, and before I could do anything he fired, and then when he saw that he had missed you he fired again, and I don't know how it was that he did not kill you, for he is a wonderful shot with a rifle--he never misses." "I will have the man tried for attempted murder," said John, bringing the butt-end of his rifle down with a bang on to the bottom of the cart.
"A villain like that shall not go scot-free." Jantje grinned.

"It is no use, Baas.

He would get off, for I am the only witness.

A jury won't believe a black man in this country, and they would never punish a Boer for shooting at an Englishman.