6/14 "You don't talk like a Boer." "Why should I ?" said I. "But you're not a Dutchman--are you ?" "Hardly," he said, with a laugh. They were shooting at us last night." "Hi; Robsy! Steady there!" roared my new acquaintance. "Steady, I say! Friends .-- You, Black Jack, put down that spear, or it'll be the worse for you .-- It's all right, sir," he continued as a grey-haired, military-looking man now rode up, followed by half-a-dozen more. "This is an Englishman running away from the Boers." "Then he's not an Englishman," said the officer sharply. |