The store was empty, for japp some days before had gone off post-haste to Pietersdorp; but there was Zeeta cleaning up the place as if war had never been heard of.

I slept the night there, and in the morning found myself so much recovered that I was eager to get away.

I wanted to see Arcoll about many things, but mainly about the treasure in the cave.
It was an easy journey to Bruderstroom through the meadows of the plateau.

The farmers' commandoes had been recalled, but the ashes of their camp fires were still grey among the bracken.

I fell in with a police patrol and was taken by them to a spot on the Upper Letaba, some miles west of the camp, where we found Arcoll at late breakfast.