'A thousand Brandenburgers would have won in a fortnight.

Seitz hadn't much to boast of, mostly clerks and farmers and half-castes, and no soldier worth the name to lead them, but it took Botha and Smuts and a dozen generals to hunt him down.

But Maritz!' His scorn came like a gust of wind.
'Maritz did all the fighting there was,' said Peter sulkily.

'At any rate he wasn't afraid of the sight of the khaki like your lot.' 'Maybe he wasn't,' said the giant in a cooing voice; 'maybe he had his reasons for that.

You Dutchmen have always a feather-bed to fall on.
You can always turn traitor.