But, peering into the wood, in a moment he recognised Oliver, who, having walked off his rage, was returning.
"I though it might have been a Bushman," said Felix, replacing his spear; "only they are noiseless." "Any of them might have cut me down," said Oliver; "for I forgot my weapon.

It is nearly noon; are you coming home to dinner ?" "Yes; I must bring my tools." He put them in the basket, and together they returned to the rope ladder.

As they passed the Pen by the river they caught sight of the Baron in the adjacent gardens, which were irrigated by his contrivances from the stream, and went towards him.

A retainer held two horses, one gaily caparisoned, outside the garden; his master was talking with Sir Constans.
"It is Lord John," said Oliver.

They approached slowly under the fruit-trees, not to intrude.