We use it to shoot the baboons that comedown from the mountains to raid the vineyards and orchards. Centaine took his binoculars and moved down the ravine until she waswell out on the flank and below a dense tuft of grass which grew on thelip of the ravine. And UncleTromp led him, shivering and covered in goosebumps, to the trough besidethe stables. Shut your mouth, girl, Centaine told her quietly.
The American was reeling about drunkenly, bouncing off the ropes, kneessagging and then by some immense effort of will recovering again. De La Rey must have shot his used-uphorses. Nobody here, he grunted. Swart Hendrick glared across at him, a huge black bullof a man with his bald head shining like a cannonball in the earlysunlight.
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