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Prester John

CHAPTER IX
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'Home, old man, as if you were running down a tsessebe.'[3] The dog seemed puzzled.

'Home,' I said again, pointing west in the direction of the Berg.

'Home, you brute.' And then he understood.

He gave one low whine, and cast a reproachful eye on me and the blue roan.

Then he turned, and with his head down set off with great lopes on the track of the road I had ridden in the morning.
A second later and I was in the saddle, riding hell-for-leather for the north.
[1] Literally, 'The Hill which is not to be pointed at'.
[2] Literally, 'Very sacred thing'.
[3] A species of buck, famous for its speed..


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