"Very likely it is all nonsense," he added to himself.
Scarcely were the words out of his mouth when he caught sight of two armed Boers of a peculiarly unpleasant type and rough appearance, riding across the veldt towards "The Palatial" gate.

With them was an escort of four carbineers.

At the gate they all stopped, and one of the Boers dismounted and walked to where John was standing by the stable-door.
"Captain Niel ?" he said interrogatively, in English.
"That is my name." "Then here is a letter for you;" and he handed him a folded paper.
John opened it--it had no envelope--and read as follows: "Sir,--The bearer of this has with him a pass which it is understood that you desire, giving you and Miss Jess Croft a safe-conduct to Mooifontein, in the Wakkerstroom district of the Republic.

The only condition attached to the pass, which is signed by one of the honourable Triumvirate, is that you must carry no despatches out of Pretoria.

Upon your giving your word of honour to the bearer that you will not do this he will hand you the pass." This letter, which was fairly written and in good English, had no signature.
"Who wrote this ?" asked John of the Boer.
"That is no affair of yours," was the curt reply.