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The fish in theholds had squashed under their own weight, and the bilge pumps werepouring out steady s It wasafter midnight and the candle was guttering in a puddle of its own waxbefore Uncle Tromp rose from his knees and pulled Manfred up with him. Centaine remained sitting, staring at the empty dock as the subduedcrowd filed out of the double doors like The back of the truck was piled with the baggage and furniture of thefamilies, both black and white, that had been laid off from the mine.

The visitor came down to breakfast just as Centaine and Shasa arrivedback from their early morning gallop, rosycheeked and starving. The American had a well-muscled body the colour of milk chocolate, buthis magnificent head was all African, like one of those antique bronzecasting They were both silent, staring at the smallgroup of their four horses which stood at the pool's edge. eet and poured what remained ofthe whisky into the glass, licked the last drop from the neck andtrundled th