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The waggon was drawn just off the road, and the oxen, released from their yokes, were turned loose for a short graze, preparatory to being tied to the trek-chain for the night. Then, while the "leader" was despatched to fill a bucket from the adjacent water-hole, Dawes produced from a locker some bread and cold meat. "Dare say you'll be glad of some supper," he said. "It's roughish feed for you, maybe; but it's rougher still when there's none. Fall to." They did so, with a will. Even Harry Maitland, who had started with an inclination to turn up his nose at such dry provender, was astonished to find how cold salt beef and rather stale bread could taste, when eaten with an appetite born of four hours' night travel. "Now, you'd better turn in," said the transport-rider, when they had finished. "You'll get about four hours' clear snooze. We inspan at daybreak, and trek on till about ten or eleven. Then we lie-by till three or four in the afternoon, or maybe longer, and trek the best part of the night. It depends a good deal on the sort of day it is." A small portion of the back of the waggon was covered by a tilt; this constituted the cabin of this ship of the _veldt_. It contained lockers and bags to hold the larder supplies, and a _kartel_ or framework of raw-hide thongs, stretched from side to side, supported a mattress and blankets. This Dawes had given up to his two passengers, he himself turning in upon the ground. Hardly had the heads of our two friends touched the pillow than they were sound asleep, and hardly were they asleep--at least, so it seemed to them--than they were rudely awakened. Their first confused impression was that they were aboard the _Amatikulu_ again in a gale of wind. The heaving and swaying motion which seemed half to fling them from their bed, with every now and again a sickening jolt, the close, hot atmosphere, the harsh yells, and the ramble, exactly bore out this idea. Then Gerard sat upright with a start. It was broad daylight. "Hallo!" quoth Dawes, putting his head into the waggon-tent. "Had a good sleep? We've been on trek about half an hour. I didn't see the use in waking you, but there's a roughish bit of road just here. I expect the stones shook you awake--eh?" "Rather. Oh-h!" groaned Harry, whom at that moment a violent jerk banged against the side of the waggon. "Let's get out of this, though. It's awful!" "Hold on a minute. We are just going thr
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