The ground was now perfectly level, stretching for three or four miles without an obstacle, and then the horizon line was broken by one of the many kopjes of the country, one which lay right in their line of flight.
"What about that ?" said West.

"Shall we make for it and get into shelter ready for using our rifles ?" "I don't like it!" replied Ingleborough.

"There might be another party there, and then it would be like galloping into another hornets' nest." "I don't like it either," said West; "but we must think of our horses, and by the time we get there half of this pursuing lot will have tailed off, while I don't believe the rest will come on if we shoot pretty true from behind some rock." "That's right!" said Ingleborough.

"We mustn't let them keep us on the run, for the horses' sake." "Look out!" said West, in warning tones.
"What is it ?" "They're pulling up and dismounting," replied West.

"Here come the bullets again." For as he spoke the buzzing, whizzing notes of danger overhead, which had for some minutes ceased, began to utter their warnings again, but in a very irregular way, which brought forth the remark from Ingleborough that their enemies' hands were unsteady from their sharp ride.
"The more need then for us to get into a sheltered place where we can rest a few minutes before they can come up," said West.