views.

They spoke of Theuniskraal.

'It's a good farm.'  There was pride in Michael's voice.  'My family

has owned it since 1867.  ' 'You're not running much stock,'

Sean grunted.

'Pa has had a run of bad luck.  The rinderpest hit us but we'll build

it up again-you wait and see.  ' He was silent a moment, then, 'Pa's

not really a cattleman, instead of putting money into stock he spends

it on horses-like Beauty here.  ' He patted the neck of his magnificent

golden mare.  'I've tried to argue with him, but-' Then he realized

that he was steering close to the lee shore of disloyalty, and he

checked himself then went on hurriedly: 'Don't misunderstand me, my

father is an unusual man.  Right now he's on the army staff-a colonel,

and one of General Buller's right-hand men.  He is a holder of the

Victoria Cross for bravery, and he has been awarded the D.S.O. for the

job he is doing now.

Yes, thought Sean, I have defended Garry also; many times, as often as

you will by the time you reach my age.  In understanding he changed the

direction of the conversation.

They spoke of the future: 'So you want to be a farmer, then?'

'I love this place.  I was born here.  To me it is not just a piece of

land and a house.  It is part of a tradition to which I belong built by

men of whom I am proud.  After Pa, I will be the only one left to

continue it.  I won't fail that trust.  But .

They had reached the rise above the road, and Michael stopped and

looked at Sean as though trying to make up his mind how much he should

tell this stranger.

'But?'  Sean prompted him gently.  For a moment longer Michael stared

at him, trying to account for his certainty in this man-for the

conviction he had that he could trust him beyond all other men on

earth.  He felt that he had known him all his life, and between them

was something so strong-so good and strong as to be almost tangible.

'But,' he jerked himself back to their conversation, 'that is not all.

I want something beyond just land and cattle.  It's so difficult to

explain.  My grandfather was a big man; he worked with people as well

as animals.  He had ... you do understand me, don't you?

'I drink so,' Sean nodded.  'You feel you'd like to make a place for

yourself in the scheme of things.  ' 'Yes, that's it.  I'd like to make

decisions other than when to cull and when to brand, or where to build

a new dip-tank.

'What are you going to do about it then?  ' 'Well, I'm at Cape Town

University.  This is my third year, I'll have my degree by Christmas.

'Then what?

'I don't know, but I'll find something.  ' Then Michael smiled.

'There's a lot to learn first.  Sometimes when I realize how much it

frightens me a little.  ' They walked their horses down towards the

road, so completely absorbed in each other that neither of them noticed

the buggy coming towards them from the direction of Ladyburg; until it

was almost on them, Then Michael glanced up.  'Hey!  Here comes my

mother.

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