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ank Wenlock, though on good enough terms with his Dutch neighbours individually, was one of those not uncommon types who labour under a firm conviction that the Powers above built this planet Earth primarily for the benefit of--and eventually to be solely and absolutely ruled from north to south, and from east to west by--England, and England only.
Personally considered Frank Wenlock was a presentable young fellow enough. Externally of medium height, strong and energetic, his face, lighted up by a pair of blue eyes not unlike those of his sister, though not handsome, was open and pleasing. In character, though somewhat quick-tempered, he was the soul of good-nature, but withal no part of a fool. He and Colvin Kershaw had been fellow-pioneers together in Rhodesia, and had fought side by side throughout the grim struggle of the Matabele rebellion.
"Now, Mr Kershaw, can't you and Frank get together for a moment without fighting about the Boers?" interrupted a brisk, not unpleasing, and yet not altogether refined voice. "But where did you pick up May?"
Colvin turned to greet its owner; a well-preserved, middle-aged woman, not so many years his senior, good-looking too, after a fine, fresh, healthy type.
"Oh, we haven't begun upon them yet, Mrs Wenlock," he replied, ignoring the last query. "We'll worry that out after dinner."
"You're not going on to-night?"
"Yes, I must I want to get to Stephanus De la Rey's. There's a joker there I want to meet."
"Is that the Transvaal emissary?" said Frank, looking up quickly from his plate, for they had sat down to dinner.
"I suppose that's what you'd call him. But, do you know, all this rather interests me. I like to hear all there is to be said on both sides."
"Why they'll hold a meeting and simply spout treason all night," rejoined Frank vehemently. "Good Lord, if I were Milner, I'd have that fellow arrested and shot as a spy."
"My dear chap, you can't shoot `spies' when we are not at war with anybody, and Botma, I suppose, has about as much right to hold a meeting among his countrymen here as a British labour delegate has to organise a strike. These are among the advantages of a free country, don't you know?"
"Did you come straight here from your place to-day?" said Mrs Wenlock, by way of covering the angry growl with which her son had received the other's words.
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