Tell me, is my husband all right in Pretoria?
He went up there with his waggon just before the siege began, and I have not heard a word from him since." "Yes," said John, "he is all right.

He was slightly wounded in the shoulder a month ago, but he has quite recovered." "Oh, thank God!" said the poor woman, beginning to cry; "those devils told me that he was dead--to torment me, I suppose.

Come in, miss: there is some hot supper ready when you have washed your hands.

The boys will see to the horses." Accordingly they entered, and were made as happy as a good supper, a hearty welcome, and comfortable beds could make people in their condition.
In the early morning one of their estimable escort sent in a message to say that they were not to start before half-past ten, as the horses required more rest, so they enjoyed some hours longer in bed than they had expected, and anybody who has ever made a journey in a post-cart in South Africa can understand the blessing thereof.

At nine they breakfasted, and as the clock struck half-past ten Mouti brought the cart round, and with it came the two Boers.
"Well, Mrs.Gooch," said John, "what do we owe you ?" "Nothing, Captain Niel, nothing.