Go on, man; your masters will be glad to have their oxen, as they wish to trek, or will by nightfall.' Then he laughed and rode away.
"So we went on, driving the oxen.

But when we came to the belt of thorns at the bottom of the hill, we found that the doctor Baas had either lied to us or he had not seen.

For there suddenly the tall grass on either side of the path grew spears; yes, everywhere were spears.

In a minute the two voorloopers were assegaied.

As for me, I ran forward, not back, since the Kaffirs were behind me, across the path, Baas, driving off the oxen.