As you are aware, I go to take over the command of the Wakkerstroom district to-morrow." "Very good.

It is your affair; you are responsible.

I shall ask no questions, provided your friends do no harm to the cause;" and he left the room without another word.
When the great man had gone, Frank Muller sat down again on the bench and looked at the pass, and communed with himself, for he was far too wise to commune with anybody else.

"The Lord hath delivered mine enemy into mine hand," he said with a smile, and stroked his golden beard.
"Well, well, I will not waste His merciful opportunities as I did that day out buck-shooting.

And then for Bessie.