Part 30 (1/2)

”He was holding on by your saddle-wasn't he?”

”Yes,” I said huskily; ”but from the moment I drew my sword and we charged, I never thought about the poor fellow till you spoke.”

”Advance at a walk!” was the next order; and as we started, the Colonel came up to where Denham and I rode at one end of the leading troop.

”Here,” cried the Colonel; ”where's that Matabele fellow? He may lead us out of this crowd.”

”Gone, sir,” said Denham quietly. ”We lost him in the gallop.”

”Tut, tut, tut!” muttered the Colonel; ”he would have been more useful than ever now. Forward at a walk! They can't see us, nor tell us from one of their friendly troops riding about the veldt. Silence in the ranks!”

”He needn't have spoken,” said Denham in a low voice, as the Colonel drew rein and let us pa.s.s. ”We shall get through yet, as you say.”

However, the odds seemed to be terribly against us, for whichever way we turned large bodies of the enemy were evidently in front; and after changing our direction again and again during the next two hours, the Colonel at last halted the corps.

”It's of no use,” I heard him say to one of the senior officers. ”We're only tiring out the horses and men. We must stand fast till daybreak, then select our route, make for it, and try what a good charge will do. We shall clear ourselves then.”

Directly afterwards the order was pa.s.sed for the men to dismount and refresh themselves with such water and provisions as they had, and silence once more reigned among us; for, not far off, large bodies of the mounted Boers were in motion, and twice we were pa.s.sed at apparently some two hundred yards' distance, our presence not being detected.

”We ought to be able to get through,” whispered Denham to me soon after the second body had gone by. ”They must be thinking by this time that we have got right away. Where do you think we are facing now? North, I should say.”

”East,” I replied, pointing away straight in front. ”That's the morning breaking.”

”For the beginning of another day,” said Denham softly. ”Well, I shan't be unhappy when this one's work is done.”

”Nor I,” was my reply. ”I half-wish we had stayed among the ruins.”

”To be starved,” said Denham bitterly. ”No; this is far better. It gives us something to do.”

”Yes,” I replied; ”and there's some more, for the Colonel's coming up.”

Chapter Twenty.

What People Think Brave.

The Colonel was coming up, and it was quite time, for day was breaking fast, and the black darkness which had been our friend during the night was gradually dying away.

There was but one thing to be done: to select the best direction for making our dash; and, gla.s.s in hand, the Colonel stood near us, carefully scanning the country round. We who were waiting did the same, and saw the distant hills which seemed to turn the broad plain which had been the scene of our night's encounter into a vast amphitheatre. It was too dark yet to make out much of the enemy's position; but right away to our left, and not many miles distant, was the heavy-looking ma.s.s of the great kopje and the ancient buildings we had left.

For some time we sat waiting, with the grey dawn broadening, and at last I could clearly make out bodies of the mounted Boers in nearly every direction; while, as I still scanned the distance, I gradually grew less surprised that we were evidently so thoroughly hemmed in, for the plain seemed to be alive with the enemy, though the nearest party must have been about half a mile off. Still there was no movement on the part of the enemy towards us, as doubtless, in the dim morning light, our dust-coloured jackets and broad-brimmed felts caused us to be mistaken for some of their own people.

However, it was only a few minutes before a change took place. The Colonel had made up his mind, and the horses' heads were turned for the open country, where there was a gap in the hills; and away we went at a steady walk, orders being given for the corps to break up its regular military order and ride scattered in a crowd, after the fas.h.i.+on of our enemies. This served us for a few minutes, during which we covered a mile in the direction we were to go; but the light had grown stronger, and it became evident that a body on our right was moving slowly to cut us off. Before another minute had pa.s.sed another body was advancing from the left; and, ignorant as I was of military evolutions, it was plain enough to me that, long before we reached them, the two bodies would meet and join in line to impede our advance.

I was right, though I did not feel certain; for the orders were given, ”Trot!” and then ”Gallop!” and away we went for the closing-up gap in front.

”We shall never do it,” said Denham to me as we galloped on.

”We must,” I cried, and then no more words were spoken. To a man we knew, as we went along at a steady hand-gallop, that every body of Boers within sight was aware of what was going on, and moving forward to take us in a gigantic net whose open meshes were closing in.