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' 'I shouldn't wonder if they'd done a good thing, Laura. Only one poverty-stricken Afrikaner came out of the affair better than when he went in: after the fighting, when Nxumalo reassem- bled the [It was impossible for this boy, tenser than the string of a bow, to weep, but he did tremble, grinding his heel in the dust. ' 'Oh, noV Pressing her small hands against her face, she pondered the empty years till Nxumalo

upied a chain of eight small huts linked together; calves had kraals with stone walls; and hay was stored in a spacious barn. y which had provided refuge to the slaves Jango and Deborah, who had fled here with their children. arm to halt Nxumalo's movement, but this was unnecessary, for no one who loved the veld of Africa ever took such a herd casually. ee if they could shoot some lions for their skins, she openly ran to him, imploring him to be careful, and when he was gone she moped.