"'What can it be?' he said. 'Should I have a doctor, do you think?'
"'I am afraid of doctors,' she answered. 'Let me give you some of my herb medicine.'
"He drank what she brought him and put the cup down.
"'I was hard to you once. Dia,' he said, 'I have been sorry since.'
"That night he sent a mounted Kafir for his brother, and when, at noon next day, that brother came, Dia and her Irishman were already gone. But Jan would not have them hunted.
"'I whipped her once,' he said, 'and I am paid for it.'
"His brother, a great simple soul, was dumbfounded.
"'Do you mean that she has poisoned you?' he demanded.
"The dying man shook his head.
"'They used to count the colors,' he said. 'There was much of love in the colors, but there was nothing of me. Let them go!'