But he had found some things and brought them in a sack.

There was a thick blanket, about twenty pounds weight of biltong or sun-dried meat, a few double-handfuls of biscuits, two water-bottles, a tin pannikin, some matches and sundries.
"And now, Macumazahn," he said, "we had best be going, for those Umtetwas are coming back.

I saw one of them on the brow of the rise." That was enough for me.

I lifted little Tota on to the bow of my saddle, climbed into it, and rode off, holding her in front of me.

Indaba-zimbi slipped a reim into the mouth of the best of the Boer horses, threw of the sack of sundries on to its back and mounted also, holding the elephant gun in his hand.