"P'raps I don't," said the swart man; and lapsed into a fuming silence.
Her hair was silvery, and contrasted strangely with her swart face.
All,” answered Swart, “save the few fighting men that gained the fells.
"Time is done," said Swart Piet, replacing the watch in his pocket.
She has escaped from Swart Piet and is unharmed, but a prisoner among the Kaffirs.