Maritz now calls himself Robinson, and has a pension from his friend Botha.' 'That,' said Peter, 'is a very damned lie.' 'I asked for information,' said Stumm with a sudden politeness.

'But that is all past and done with.

Maritz matters no more than your old Cronjes and Krugers.

The show is over, and you are looking for safety.
For a new master perhaps?
But, man, what can you bring?
What can you offer?
You and your Dutch are lying in the dust with the yoke on your necks.

The Pretoria lawyers have talked you round.