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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from Trooper Peter Halket of Mashonaland by Olive Schreiner: with riems round his legs, and riems round his waist, and a riem round his
neck."
"What did the native say?" asked the Englishman.
"Oh, he didn't say anything. There wasn't a soul in the camp could have
understood him if he had. The coloured boys don't know his language. I
expect he's one of those bloody fellows we hit the day we cleared the bush
out yonder; but how he got down that bank with his leg in the state it must
have been, I don't know. He didn't try to fight when they caught him; just
stared in front of him--fright, I suppose. He must have been a big
strapping devil before he was taken down.
"Well, I tell you, we'd just got him fixed up, and the Captain was just
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