Chapter Six.
Too General to be Specified.
When Susannah reached the camp with the afterglow of her lover’s kisses still upon her lips, she found that dinner was over. There was a new look upon her face and a light in her eye, which were not lost on any member of the family. She took a rusk from the cupboard and then went to the scherm for a cup of coffee which Katryn, the Hottentot servant-girl, had saved for her. Katryn had seen Max follow Susannah to the kopje, and, as she noticed the new look upon the girl’s face, had drawn her own conclusions. After pouring out the coffee she shot an extremely sly glance at Susannah’s face and then turned away, her shoulders shaking with laughter.
Old Schalk turned to his wife, who was sitting beside him in the mat-house, hemming an apron—
“Wife, did you see how strange she looked? I wonder what she and the Jew have been doing on the kopje?”
“Let us call her and ask. Susannah!”
“Yes, aunt.”
“Where have you been that you did not come to dinner?”
“At the koekerboom on the top of the kopje, aunt.”