[Finished by H. Rider Haggard]@TWC D-Link bookFinished CHAPTER I 18/25
No, I shall never marry, although I suppose I ought as my brothers have no children." "Won't you, my friend," thought I to myself, "when the skin grows again on your burnt fingers." For I was sure they had been burnt, perhaps more than once.
How, I never learned, for which I am rather sorry for it interests me to study burnt fingers, if they do not happen to be my own.
Then we changed the subject. Anscombe's wagons were delayed for a day or two by a broken axle or a bog hole, I forget which.
So, as I had nothing particular to do until the Natal post-cart left, we spent the time in wandering about Pretoria, which did not take us long as it was but a little dorp in those days, and chatting with all and sundry.
Also we went up to Government House as it was now called, and left cards, or rather wrote our names in a book for we had no cards, being told by one of the Staff whom we met that we should do so.
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