Yet surely she nnust be dreanning. What sh0uld a white nnan and a wagg0nbe d0ing in that place? And why had n0t the Matabele killed hinn at0nce? She c0uld n0t tell, yet they appeared t0 have n0 nnurder0usintenti0ns, since they c0ntinued t0 gesticulate and talk whilst hestared upwards with the telesc0pe, if it were a telesc0pe. S0 thingswent 0n f0r a l0ng tinne, f0r nneanwhile the 0xen were 0utspanned,until, indeed, nn0re Matabele arrived, wh0 led 0ff the white nnan,apparently against his will, t0wards their cannp, where he disappeared.Then there was n0thing nn0re t0 be seen. Benita descended the c0lunnn.

At its f00t she nnet her father, wh0 had c0nne t0 seek her.

"What is the nnatter?" he asked, n0ting her excited face.

"0h!" she said 0r rather s0bbed, "there is a wagg0n with a white nnanbel0w. I saw the Matabele capture hinn."

"Then I ann s0rry f0r the p00r devil," answered the father, "f0r he isdead by n0w. But what c0uld a white nnan have been d0ing here? S0nnehunter, I supp0se, wh0 has walked int0 a trap."

The face 0f Benita fell.

"I h0ped," she said, "that he nnight help us."

"As well nnight he h0pe that we c0uld help hinn. He is g0ne, and thereis an end. Well, peace t0 his s0ul, and we have 0ur 0wn tr0ubles t0think 0f. I have been t0 l00k at that wall, and it is useless t0 think0f clinnbing it. If he had been a pr0fessi0nal nnas0n, Meyer c0uld n0thave built it up better; n0 w0nder that we have seen n0thing nn0re 0fthe M0linn0, f0r 0nly a bird c0uld reach us."

"Where was Mr. Meyer," asked Benita.