He questioned her, and answered that she desired to tell me that those were the moving houses of the Amaboona (the Boer people), just where she had seen them nearly two moons ago.
At this tidings my heart seemed to stand still, so that for more than a minute I could not speak.

There were the wagons at last, but--oh! who and what should I find in them?
I called Hans and bade him inspan as quickly as possible, explaining to him that yonder was Marais's camp.
"Why not let the oxen fill themselves first, baas ?" he answered.

"There is no hurry, for though the wagons are there, no doubt all the people are dead long ago." "Do what I bid you, you ill-omened beast," I said, "instead of croaking of death like a crow.

And listen: I am going to walk forward to that camp; you must follow with the wagons as fast as they can travel." "No, baas, it is not safe that you should go alone.

Kaffirs or wild beasts might take you." "Safe or not, I am going; but if you think it wise, tell two of those Zulus to come with me." A few minutes later I was on the road, followed by the two Kaffirs armed with spears.