第 22 节
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  her cargo and wind and weather served。  Moreover; if she did leave; it
  might be weeks or months before any other ship sailed for Delagoa Bay;
  for in those days; of course; there were no mail boats。
  I looked at my watch。  It was four o'clock in the afternoon; and from a
  calendar we had; which gave the tides at Port Elizabeth and other South
  African harbours; it did not seem probable that the Seven Stars would
  sail; if she kept to her date; before about eight on the morrow。  One
  hundred and twenty miles to be covered in; say; fourteen hours over
  rough country with some hills!  Well; on the other hand; the roads were
  fairly good and dry; with no flooded rivers to cross; although there
  might be one to swim; and there was a full moon。  It could be
  donebarely; and now I was glad indeed that Hernan Pereira had not won
  my swift mare in that shooting match。
  I called to Hans; who was loafing about outside; and said quietly:
  〃I ride to Port Elizabeth; and must be there by eight o'clock to…morrow
  morning。〃
  〃Allemachte!〃 exclaimed Hans; who had been that road several times。
  〃You will go with me; and from Port Elizabeth on to Delagoa Bay。  Saddle
  the mare and the roan horse; and put a headstall on the chestnut to lead
  with you as a spare。  Give them all a feed; but no water。  We start in
  half an hour。〃  Then I added certain directions as to the guns we would
  take; saddle…bags; clothes; blankets and other details; and bade him
  start about the business。
  Hans never hesitated。  He had been with me through my recent campaign;
  and was accustomed to sudden orders。  Moreover; I think that if I had
  told him I was riding to the moon; beyond his customary exclamation of
  〃Allemachte!〃 he would have made no objection to accompanying me
  thither。
  The next half…hour was a busy time for me。  Henri Marais's money had to
  be got out of the strong box and arranged in a belt of buck's hide that
  I had strapped about me。  A letter had to be written by my father to the
  manager of the Port Elizabeth bank; identifying me as the owner of the
  sum lodged there in my name。  A meal must be eaten and some food
  prepared for us to carry。  The horses' shoes had to be seen to; and a
  few clothes packed in the saddle…bags。  Also there were other things
  which I have forgotten。  Yet within five…and…thirty minutes the long;
  lean mare stood before the door。  Behind her; with a tall crane's
  feather in his hat; was Hans; mounted on the roan stallion; and leading
  the chestnut; a four…year…old which I had bought as a foal on the mare
  as part of the bargain。  Having been corn fed from a colt it was a very
  sound and well…grown horse; though not the equal of its mother in speed。
  In the passage my poor old father; who was quite bewildered by the
  rapidity and urgent nature of this business; embraced me。
  〃God bless you; my dear boy;〃 he said。  〃I have had little time to
  think; but I pray that this may be all for the best; and that we may
  meet again in the world。  But if not; remember what I have taught you;
  and if I survive you; for my part I shall remember that you died trying
  to do your duty。  Oh; what trouble has the blind madness of Henri Marais
  brought upon us all!  Well; I warned him that it would be so。  Good…bye;
  my dear boy; good…bye: my prayers will follow you; and for the rest
  Well; I am old; and what does it matter if my grey hairs come with
  sorrow to the grave?〃
  I kissed him back; and with an aching heart sprang to the saddle。  In
  five more minutes the station was out of sight。
  Thirteen and a half hours later I pulled rein upon the quay of Port
  Elizabeth just; only just; in time to catch Captain Richardson as he was
  entering his boat to row out to the Seven Stars; on which the canvas was
  already being hoisted。  As well as I could in my exhausted state; I
  explained matters and persuaded him to wait till the next tide。  Then;
  thanking God for the mare's speedthe roan had been left foundered
  thirty miles away; and Hans was following on the chestnut; but not yet
  upI dragged the poor beast to an inn at hand。  There she lay down and
  died。  Well; she had done her work; and there was no other horse in the
  country that could have caught that boat。
  An hour or so later Hans came in flogging the chestnut; and here I may
  add that both it and the roan recovered。  Indeed I rode them for many
  years; until they were quite old。  When I had eaten; or tried to eat
  something and rested awhile; I went to the bank; succeeded in explaining
  the state of the case to the manager; and after some difficulty; for
  gold was not very plentiful in Port Elizabeth; procured three hundred
  pounds in sovereigns。  For the other two he gave me a bill upon some
  agent in Delagoa Bay; together with a letter of recommendation to him
  and the Portuguese governor; who; it appeared; was in debt to their
  establishment。  By an afterthought; however; although I kept the
  letters; I returned him the bill and spent the #200 in purchasing a
  great variety of goods which I will not enumerate; that I knew would be
  useful for trading purposes among the east coast Kaffirs。  Indeed; I
  practically cleared out the Port Elizabeth stores; and barely had time;
  with the help of Hans and the storekeepers; to pack and ship the goods
  before the Seven Stars put out to sea。
  Within twenty…four hours from the time I had left the Mission Station;
  Hans and I saw behind us Port Elizabeth fading into the distance; and in
  front a waste of stormy waters。
  CHAPTER VIII
  THE CAMP OF DEATH
  Everything went well upon that voyage; except with me personally。  Not
  having been on the ocean since I was a child; I; who am naturally no
  good sailor; was extremely ill as day by day we ploughed through seas
  that grew ever more rough。  Also; strong as I was; that fearful ride had
  overdone me。  Added to these physical discomforts was my agonising
  anxiety of mind; which I leave anyone with imagination to picture for
  himself。  Really there were times when I wished that the Seven Stars
  would plunge headlong to the bottom of the deep and put an end to me and
  my miseries。
  These; however; so far as the bodily side of them was concerned; were; I
  think; surpassed by those of my henchman Hans; who; as a matter of fact;
  had never before set foot in any kind of boat。  Perhaps this was
  fortunate; since had he known the horrors of the ocean; much as he loved
  me; he would; I am sure; by one means or another; have left me to voyage
  in the Seven Stars alone。  There he lay upon the floor of my little
  cabin; rolling to and fro with the violent motion of the brig; overcome
  with terror。  He was convinced that we were going to be drowned; and in
  the intervals of furious sea…sickness uttered piteous lamentations in
  Dutch; English; and various native tongues; mingled with curses and
  prayers of the most primitive and realistic order。
  After the first twenty…four hours or so he informed me with many moans
  that the last bit of his inside had just come out of him; and that he
  was now quite hollow 〃like a gourd。〃  Also he declared that all these
  evils had fallen upon him because he had been fool enough to forsake the
  religion of his people (what was that; I wonder); and allow himself to
  be 〃washed white;〃 that is; be baptised; by my father。
  I answered that as he had become white instead of staying yellow; I
  advised him to remain so; since it was evident that the Hottentot gods
  would have nothing more to do with one who had deserted them。  Thereon
  he made a dreadful face; which even in the midst of my own woes caused
  me to laugh at him; uttered a prolonged groan; and became so silent that
  I thought he must be dead。  However; the sailor who brought me my
  foodsuch food!assured me that this was not so; and lashed him tight
  to the legs of the bunk by his arm and ankle so as to prevent him from
  being rolled to bits。
  Next morning Hans was dosed with brandy; which; in his empty condition;
  made him extremely drunk; and from that time forward began to take a
  more cheerful view of things。  Especially was this so when the hours for
  the 〃brandy medicine〃 came round。  Hans; like most other Hottentots;
  loved spirits; and would put up with much to get them; even with my
  father's fiery indignation。
  I think it was on the fourth day that at length we pitched and rolled
  ourselves over the shallow bar of Port Natal and found ourselves at
  peace for a while under shelter of the Point in the beautiful bay upon
  the shores of which the town of Durban now stands。  Then it was but a
  miserable place; consisting of a few shanties which were afterwards
  burnt by the Zulus; and a number of Kaffir huts。  For such white men as
  dwelt there had for the most part native followings; and; I may add;
  native wives。
  We spent two days at this settlement of Durban; where Captain Richardson
  had some cargo to land for the English settler