Suddenlyhe looked up from the pipe and smiled. So far Hendrickwas taking the path that he had laid out for him. her stopwatch, borrowed from Uncle Tromp, awet sponge and a flask of cold freshly squeezed orange juice to refreshthem. 'Hehas left his spare horses at water.
She was standingthere like a school-girl, blushing and gawking at him. The leading locomotivewas uncoupled and shunred onto a side spur. Lothar had abandoned two of his horses here; they hadbroken down from the brutal treatment, hard riding in these severeconditions. Ihave read so much about Africa, the animals and the Zulus, and one day Iwill travel there.
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