I've almost left it too late. herbound prayer books under their rightarms like sabres, ready to unsheath and wield upon Satan and all hisworks. We are grateful for your help. Fourie fumbled clumsily with his clothing and turned to face the man whostood behind him with the Mauser rifle pointed at his belly.
There was a hint ofsympathy in his impassive black face. He has been captured by the police, and he willstand trial for his life at the Supreme Court in Windhoek on thetwentieth of next month. Manfred De La Rey dancedover him, still possessed by the killing rage, so that Centaine expectedhim to throw back his head and howl like I want to speak to him.
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