"But look here! Must you mend that shirt?
I've got another somewhere." Her smile turned to a laugh.

She sprang up with a lithe, impulsive movement, "Come along then! Let's go! I don't know why you want to be bothered with me, I'm sure.

But I'll come." She took him by the arm and went with him from the room.
They rode out across Burke's land.

The day had been one of burning heat.

Sylvia turned instinctively towards the _kopje_ that always attracted her.