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Of course, sir. Hendrick nudged his brother and with his chin pointed at the wheels andbogey below their coach. Theengine of the Daimler had stalled, and there was silence except fortheir breathing. t in their white breeches and caps, blackboots and black short-sleeved shirts, looking tough and expert.

only thelabouring horse and his son's strong young arm preventing him fromcrashing face forward onto the hot Kalahari sands. He called Sergeant Hansmeyer into thehut. Far ahead of them the first of the granite kopjes showed above thesparse heat-blighted forest. Go to your bed now, jong.