Now these men were all dead, and I was on my way to the same bourne.
Soon the blue line of the Berg rose in the west, and through the corner of my eye, as I rode, I could see the gap of the Klein Labongo.

I wondered if Arcoll and his men were up there watching us.

About this time I began to be so wretched in body that I ceased to think of the future.

I had had no food for seventeen hours, and I was dropping from lack of sleep.

The ache of my bones was so great that I found myself crying like a baby.