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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from Story of an African Farm by Olive Schreiner: Sannie. "Say you took them, boy. Young things will be young things; I was
older than you when I used to eat bultong in my mother's loft, and get the
little niggers whipped for it. Say you took them."
But the boy said nothing.
"I think a little solitary confinement might perhaps be beneficial," said
Bonaparte. "It will enable you, Waldo, to reflect on the enormity of the
sin you have committed against our Father in heaven. And you may also
think of the submission you owe to those who are older and wiser than you
are, and whose duty it is to check and correct you."
Saying this, Bonaparte stood up and took down the key of the fuel-house,
which hung on a nail against the wall.
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