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point with me。
〃I think not；〃 she replied。 〃But get off that horse； and we will
measure here against this wall。〃
So I dismounted； and； having assured herself that I had no heels to my
boots （I was wearing the kind of raw…hide slippers that the Boers call
〃veld…shoon〃）； she took the writing slate which she was carryingit had
no frame； I remember； being； in fact； but a piece of the material used
for roofingand； pressing it down tight on my stubbly hair； which stuck
up then as now； made a deep mark in the soft sandstone of the wall with
the hard pointed pencil。
〃There；〃 she said； 〃that is justly done。 Now； little Allan； it is your
turn to measure me。〃
So I measured her； and； behold！ she was the taller by a whole half…inch。
〃You are standing on tiptoe；〃 I said in my vexation。
〃Little Allan；〃 she replied； 〃to stand on tiptoe would be to lie before
the good Lord； and when you come to know me better you will learn that；
though I have a dreadful temper and many other sins； I do not lie。〃
I suppose that I looked snubbed and mortified； for she went on in her
grave； grown…up way： 〃Why are you angry because God made me taller than
you？ especially as I am whole months older； for my father told me so。
Come； let us write our names against these marks； so that in a year or
two you may see how you outgrow me。〃 Then with the slate pencil she
scratched 〃Marie〃 against her mark very deeply； so that it might last；
she said； after which I wrote 〃Allan〃 against mine。
Alas！ Within the last dozen years chance took me past Maraisfontein
once more。 The house had long been rebuilt； but this particular wall
yet stood。 I rode to it and looked； and there faintly could still be
seen the name Marie； against the little line； and by it the mark that I
had made。 My own name and with it subsequent measurements were gone；
for in the intervening forty years or so the sandstone had flaked away
in places。 Only her autograph remained； and when I saw it I think that
I felt even worse than I did on finding whose was the old Bible that I
had bought upon the market square at Maritzburg。
I know that I rode away hurriedly without even stopping to inquire into
whose hands the farm had passed。 Through the peach orchard I rode；
where the treesperhaps the same； perhaps otherswere once more in
bloom； for the season of the year was that when Marie and I first met；
nor did I draw rein for half a score of miles。
But here I may state that Marie always stayed just half an inch the
taller in body； and how much taller in mind and spirit I cannot tell。
When we had finished our measuring match Marie turned to lead me to the
house； and； pretending to observe for the first time the beautiful
bustard and the two koran hanging from my saddle； also the klipspringer
buck that Hans the Hottentot carried behind him on his horse； asked：
〃Did you shoot all these； Allan Quatermain？〃
〃Yes；〃 I answered proudly； 〃I killed them in four shots； and the pauw
and koran were flying； not sitting； which is more than you could have
done； although you are taller； Miss Marie。〃
〃I do not know；〃 she answered reflectively。 〃I can shoot very well with
a rifle； for my father has taught me； but I never would shoot at living
things unless I must because I was hungry； for I think that to kill is
cruel。 But； of course； it is different with men；〃 she added hastily；
〃and no doubt you will be a great hunter one day； Allan Quatermain；
since you can already aim so well。〃
〃I hope so；〃 I answered； blushing at the compliment； 〃for I love
hunting； and when there are so many wild things it does not matter if we
kill a few。 I shot these for you and your father to eat。〃
〃Come； then； and give them to him。 He will thank you；〃 and she led the
way through the gate in the sandstone wall into the yard； where the
outbuildings stood in which the riding horses and the best of the
breeding cattle were kept at night； and so past the end of the long；
one…storied house； that was stone…built and whitewashed； to the stoep or
veranda in front of it。
On the broad stoep； which commanded a pleasant view over rolling；
park…like country； where mimosa and other trees grew in clumps； two men
were seated； drinking strong coffee； although it was not yet ten o'clock
in the morning。
Hearing the sound of the horses； one of these； Mynheer Marais； whom I
already knew； rose from his hide…strung chair。 He was； as I think I
have said； not in the least like one of the phlegmatic Boers； either in
person or in temperament； but； rather； a typical Frenchman； although no
member of his race had set foot in France for a hundred and fifty years。
At least so I discovered afterwards； for； of course； in those days I
knew nothing of Frenchmen。
His companion was also French； Leblanc by name； but of a very different
stamp。 In person he was short and stout。 His large head was bald
except for a fringe of curling； iron…grey hair which grew round it just
above the ears and fell upon his shoulders； giving him the appearance of
a tonsured but dishevelled priest。 His eyes were blue and watery； his
mouth was rather weak； and his cheeks were pale； full and flabby。 When
the Heer Marais rose； I； being an observant youth； noted that Monsieur
Leblanc took the opportunity to stretch out a rather shaky hand and fill
up his coffee cup out of a black bottle； which from the smell I judged
to contain peach brandy。
In fact； it may as well be said at once that the poor man was a
drunkard； which explains how he； with all his high education and great
ability； came to hold the humble post of tutor on a remote Boer farm。
Years before； when under the influence of drink； he had committed some
crime in FranceI don't know what it was； and never inquiredand fled
to the Cape to avoid prosecution。 Here he obtained a professorship at
one of the colleges； but after a while appeared in the lecture…room
quite drunk and lost his employment。 The same thing happened in other
towns； till at last he drifted to distant Maraisfontein； where his
employer tolerated his weakness for the sake of the intellectual
companionship for which something in his own nature seemed to crave。
Also； he looked upon him as a compatriot in distress； and a great bond
of union between them was their mutual and virulent hatred of England
and the English； which in the case of Monsieur Leblanc； who in his youth
had fought at Waterloo and been acquainted with the great Emperor； was
not altogether unnatural。
Henri Marais's case was different； but of that I shall have more to say
later。
〃Ah； Marie；〃 said her father； speaking in Dutch； 〃so you have found him
at last；〃 and he nodded towards me； adding： 〃You should be flattered；
little man。 Look you； this missie has been sitting for two hours in the
sun waiting for you； although I told her you would not arrive much
before ten o'clock； as your father the predicant said you would