Within were two bags of gold, each marked #100; also another larger bag marked "My wife's jewelry.

For Heda"; also some papers and a miniature of the lady whose portrait hung in the sitting-room; also some loose gold.
"Now who will take charge of these ?" I asked.

"I do not think it safe to leave them here." "You, of course," said Anscombe, while Heda nodded.
So with a groan I consigned all these valuables to my capacious pockets.

Then I locked up the empty safe, replaced the keys where I had found them on Marnham, fastened the shutter and left the room with Anscombe, waiting for a while outside till Heda joined us, sobbing a little.

After this we got something to eat, insisting on Heda doing the same.
On leaving the table I saw a curious sight, namely, the patients whom Rodd was attending in the little hospital of which I have spoken, departing towards the bush-veld, those of them who could walk well and the attendants assisting the others.