Part 34 (1/2)

”Did he like you?”

”I rather think not.”

”Had you a male cousin or relative of the same name with yourself whom he _did_ like?”

”Then allow me to congratulate you on your good fortune, and read that,”

said Hans, giving him the newspaper.

Charlie read.

”If this should meet the eye of Charles Considine, formerly of Golden Square, Hotchester, he is requested to return without delay to England, or to communicate with Aggard, Ale, and Ixley, Solicitors, 23a Fitzbustaway Square, London.”

”Most amazing!” exclaimed Considine, after a pause, ”and there can be no doubt it refers to me, for these were my uncle's solicitors--most agreeable men--who gave me the needful to fit me out, and it was their chief clerk--a Roman-nosed jovial sort of fellow, named Rundle something or other--who accompanied me to the s.h.i.+p when I left, and wished me a pleasant voyage, with a tear, or a drop of rain, I'm not sure which, rolling down his Roman nose. Well, but, as I said before, isn't it an astonis.h.i.+ng coincidence?”

”It wasn't you who said that before, it was I,” returned Hans, ”but we must make allowance for your state of mind. And now, as we're nearing the camp, what is it to be--silence?”

”Silence, of course,” said Charlie. ”There's no fear of Bowker reading the advertis.e.m.e.nts through, he has far too much literary taste for that, and even if he did, he's not likely to stumble on this one. So let's be silent.”

There was anything but silence in the camp, however, when the friends reached it and reported their want of luck; for the warriors were then in the first fervour of appealing their powerful appet.i.tes.

Next morning they started at sunrise.

Early in the day they came on the mangled remains of the emigrant farmers before referred to. At first it was supposed this must be the remnant of the band they were in search of, but a very brief examination convinced them, experienced as they were in men and signs, that it was another band. Soon after, they came in sight of the party for which they were searching, just as the Kafirs were making a renewed attack.

Already a few volleys had been fired by the Dutchmen, the smoke of which hung like a white shroud over the camp, and swarms of savages were yelling round it.

”The cattle and flocks have been swept away,” growled Frank Dobson.

”But the women and children must be safe as yet,” said Considine, with a sigh of relief.

”Now, boys,” cried Hans, who had been elected captain, ”we must act together. When I give the word, halt and fire like one man, and then charge where I lead you. Don't scatter. Don't give way to impetuous feelings. Be under command, if you would save our friends.”

He spoke with quick, abrupt vigour, and waited for no reply or remark, but, putting himself where he fancied a leader should be, in front of the centre of his little line, set off in the direction of the emigrants' camp at a smart gallop. As the hors.e.m.e.n drew near they increased their pace, and then a yell from the savages, and a cheer from their friends, told that they had been observed by the combatants on both sides. The Kafirs were seen running back to the ridge on the other side of the camp, and a.s.sembling themselves hurriedly in a dense ma.s.s.

On swept the line of stalwart burghers, over the plain and down into the hollow in dead silence. The force of their leader's character seemed to have infused military discipline into them. Most of them kept boot to boot like dragoons. Even Dally and Scholtz kept well in line, and none lagged or shot ahead. As they pa.s.sed close to the camp without drawing rein, the Dutchmen gave them an enthusiastic cheer, but no reply was made, save by Junkie, who could not repress a cry of fierce delight.

Down deeper into the hollow they went, and up the opposite slope,--the thunder of their tread alone breaking the stillness.

”Halt!” cried the leader in a deep loud voice.

They drew up together almost as well as they had run. Next moment every man was on the ground and down on one knee; then followed the roar of their pieces, and a yell of wild fury told that none had missed his mark. Before the smoke had risen a yard they were again in the saddle.

No further order was given. Hans charged; the rest followed like a wall at racing speed, with guns and bridles grasped in their left hands and sabres drawn in their right.

The savages did not await the onset. They turned, scattered, and fled.

Many were overtaken and cut down. The Dutchmen sallied from the camp and joined in the pursuit. The Kafirs were routed completely, and all the cattle and flocks were recovered.

That same day there was a hot discussion over the camp-fires as to whether the emigrant farmers should return at once to the colony or wait until they should gather together some of the other parties of emigrants which were known to have crossed the frontier. At last it was resolved to adopt the latter course, but the wives and families were to be sent back to Fort Wils.h.i.+re under the escort of their deliverers, there to remain till better times should dawn.

”Charlie,” said Conrad Marais, as he walked up and down with his friend, ”I must stick by my party, but I can trust you and Hans. You'll be careful of the women and little ones.”