So all that remained of the Basuto Cheat having been dragged forth and thrust unceremoniously into an ant-bear hole by Otter, who while he disposed of the body did not spare to taunt the spirit of his late treacherous foe, the corpse of Thomas Outram was laid in its place, and Leonard sat himself by its side in the gloom of the cave.
About midday Otter, who had been sleeping off his sorrows, physical and mental, came into the cavern.

They were short of meat, he said, and with the leave of the Baas he would take the gun of the dead Baas and try to shoot a buck.
Leonard bade him go, but to be back by sundown, as he should require his help.
"Where shall we dig a hole, Baas ?" asked the dwarf.
"One is dug," answered Leonard; "he who is dead dug it himself as the others did.

We will bury him in the last pit he made looking for gold, to the right of where the hut stood.

It is deep and ready." "Yes, Baas, a good place--though perhaps Baas Tom would not have worked at it so strongly had he known.

_Wow!_ Who knows to what end he labours?
But perchance it is a little near the donga.