[The Story of an African Farm by (AKA Ralph Iron) Olive Schreiner]@TWC D-Link bookThe Story of an African Farm CHAPTER 2 14/45
Yes, this was his little Lyndall who had worn the check pinafores; he saw it now, and he walked closer beside her.
They reached the next camp. "Let us wait at this camp and watch the birds," she said, as an ostrich hen came bounding toward them with velvety wings outstretched, while far away over the bushes the head of the cock was visible as he sat brooding on the eggs. Lyndall folded her arms on the gate bar, and Waldo threw his empty bag on the wall and leaned beside her. "I like these birds," she said; "they share each other's work, and are companions.
Do you take an interest in the position of women, Waldo ?" "No." "I thought not.
No one does, unless they are in need of a subject upon which to show their wit.
And as for you, from of old you can see nothing that is not separated from you by a few millions of miles, and strewed over with mystery.
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