Perhaps you will be able to get some help from the farm.

At any rate, you must go." "Now, Englishman," said the Boer.
"Good-bye, Jess," said John.

"God bless you." "Good-bye, John," she answered, looking him steadily in the eyes for a moment, and then turning away to hide the tears which would gather in her own.
And thus they parted.
She knew her way now even across the open veldt, for she dared not go by the road.

There was, however, a bridle path that ran over the hill at the back of Mooifontein, and for this she shaped her course.

It was five o'clock by now, and both she and her horse were in a condition of great exhaustion, enhanced in her own case by want of food and trouble of mind.