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Charge!

CHAPTER TWENTY SEVEN
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Doppie coming." He gave me a push towards the wagon and went forward at a trot.
Yielding to his influence, I climbed in at the front, past the driver, and drew the curtains before me, only leaving a slit through which I could hear what passed.

I was not kept waiting long.

As far as I could judge, about a dozen mounted men cantered up, and a thrill ran through me as a familiar, highly-pitched voice cried in English, with the broadest of Irish accents: "Whisht now, me sable son of your mother! What does this mane ?" "Moriarty," I said to myself; and, with my heart beating fast, and a strange feeling of rage flushing up to my head, my right hand went to my revolver and rested upon the butt as I strained my ears to listen for every word.

My thoughts, of course, flashed through my brain like lightning; but the answer to the renegade captain's words came slowly, Joeboy replying in deep guttural tones, using Boer Dutch, to say: "I don't know what you mean, Boss ?" "Ugh! You soot-coloured, big-lipped baste!" snarled Moriarty; and then in Boer Dutch, "Where are you taking the wagons ?" "Over yonder," replied Joeboy.
"Why?
Who told you ?" "Big boss officer man," replied Joeboy calmly enough.

"Say want more mealies there.


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