See here!" and he drew a paper from his pocket.

"Here, you--read it! Careful now--do not let them see from the waggon." The big flabby-faced man took the paper and, still bending down over the horse's knee, read aloud: "The two prisoners and their servant (an Englishman, an English girl, and a Zulu Kafir) to be executed in pursuance of our decree, as your commanding officer shall order, as enemies to the Republic.

For so doing this shall be your warrant." "You see the signature," said Muller, "and you do not dispute it ?" "Yah, we see it, and we do not dispute it." "Good.

Give me back the warrant." The man with the tooth was about to obey when his companion interposed.
"No," he said, "the warrant must remain with us.

I do not like the job.
If it were only the man and the Kafir now--but the girl, the girl! If we give you back the warrant, what shall we have to show for the deed of blood?
The warrant must remain with us." "Yah, yah, he is right," said the Unicorn; "the warrant must remain with us.