A welcome to you! I am glad to see you--very glad.

Why, what is the matter with you ?" he went on as the Zulu Mouti ran to help him off his horse.
"Matter, Mr.Croft ?" answered John; "why, the matter is that your favourite ostrich has nearly killed me and your niece here, and that I have killed your favourite ostrich." Then followed explanations from Bessie, during which he was helped off his horse and into the house.
"It serves me right," said the old man.

"To think of it now, just to think of it! Well, Bessie, my love, thank God that you escaped--ay, and you too, Captain Niel.

Here, you boys, take the Scotch cart and a couple of oxen and go and fetch the brute home.

We may as well have the feathers off him, at any rate, before the _aasvogels_ (vultures) tear him to bits." After he had washed himself and tended his injuries with arnica and water, John managed to limp into the principal sitting-room, where supper was waiting.