Botmar, go and rest awhile,
hoping for the best, for you will hear him if he wakes up, but he will
not wake, since the sleep-draught that I gave him holds him fast."

Then she saw us both go--the doctor back to his bed and me to a settle
with mattress on it, which was placed just outside his door.

Here I would stop my tale to say that _this thing happened_, and that
those words which Suzanne heard while her body lay in Sigwe's guest-hut,
passed between the doctor, who was sleeping at the stead, and myself
at one o'clock of the morning on the third night after the night of
the taking of Suzanne, and moreover, that I never spoke of them to any
living creature until Suzanne repeated them to me in later years. Nor
could the doctor have told them to her, for he went away to the province
of Graff Reinet, where shortly afterwards he was killed by a fall from
his horse.

Then it seemed to Suzanne that she moved to the bedside of her husband,
and bending down, kissed him upon the forehead, which was hot to her
lips, saying, "Awake, dear love." Instantly, in her vision, he awoke
with a cry of joy, and said, "Suzanne, how came you here?" to which she
answered, "I am not here. I have escaped unharmed from Swart Piet, but
I am a prisoner in the hands of red Kaffirs, and to-morrow I lead their
army to the north. Yet it has been permitted me to visit you, husband,
and to tell you to be of good comfort and to fear no evil tidings, for
you will recover and we shall meet again, unharmed in any way, though
not till many days are passed."

"Where shall we meet?" he asked. "I do not know," she answered. "Yes, I
see now. Look before you."

Then they looked, both of them, and there painted in the air they saw
the picture of a great mountain, standing by itself upon a plain, but
with other mountains visible to the north and south of it. This mountain
was flat-topped, with precipices of red rock, and down its eastern slope
ran five ridges shaped like the thumb and fingers of a mighty hand,
while between the thumb and the first finger, as it were, a stream
gushed out, upon the banks of which grew flat-topped trees with thick
green leaves and white bloom.

"You have seen and you will remember, fearing nothing," she said in her
vision.

"I have seen and I shall remember, fearing nothing," Ralph answered, and
with the sound of his voice still echoing in her ears, Suzanne awoke
in the guest-hut of Sigwe, and once more heard Sihamba breathi