and the land was wooded down to the water’s edge. In

“Where, you fool? Say exactly where he got down or I

one of these I slewed the car to the edge, got out, started

it again and saw it pitch head-foremost into the darkness.

indigo came next in value; then capsicum, old clothes,

the left hand. I left him running among the trees.” I

the forest. I took out my watch and calculated I could

road. The hard ground would show very few tracks, I thought,

And thus matters stood when, one hot night, Meriem, unable

the first turning, and bucketed along a narrow woodland