Indeed, at the moment I felt myself going mad while I dragged and flogged at those horses." "Well, you didn't lose her, and if she had drowned, you would have drowned also.

So don't talk any more about it.

She is safe, and now we have got to keep her so, for you are not married yet, my boy, and there are generally more trees in a wood than one can see.

Still we are alive and well, which is more than we had any right to expect, and, as you say, let us thank God for that." Then I put on my coat and my boots which Anscombe had greased as he had no blacking, and crept from the hut.
There, only a few yards away, engaged in setting the breakfast in the shadow of another hut on a tanned hide that served for a tablecloth while Kaatje saw to the cooking close by, I found Heda, still a little pale and sorrowful but otherwise quite well and rested.

Moreover, she had managed to dress herself very nicely, I suppose by help of spare clothes in the cart, and therefore looked as charming as she always did.