We should lose our way; the horses would get into ant-bear holes and break their legs.

Perhaps we might become bogged in some hollow, therefore we must wait till the moon rose, which would not be for a couple of hours.
Meanwhile those accursed Basutos would be following us even in the dark.

This would hamper them, no doubt, but they would keep the path, with which they were probably familiar, beneath their feet, and what is more, the ground being soft with recent rain, they could feel the wheel spoor with their fingers.

I looked about me.

Just here another track started off in a nor'-westerly direction from that which we were following.