The criesof children's laughter and the voices of the women were melodious aswild bird calls. Centaine lingered on at the foot of the kopje after the column hadstarted northwards towards the river once more, and Blaine came back tostand beside her. His longsilver-white hair, heavy with sweat, streamed down over his forehead andinto his eyes as he gesticulated to Da Silva. He waitedexpectantly for Hendrick to react, and then grimaced with disappointmentwhen Hendrick dropped his eyes, leaned forward an
Gerhard Fourie, in the lead truck, slumped at the wheel with his bellyhanging into his lap; it had forced open the buttons of his shirt,exposing the hairy pit of his navel. Theyhad taken him for another friendly hiker. it was the huntsmen who saved the forest from the axe and the plough ofthe peasants. Soon, very soon.
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