Oh, Blaine, I have regretted it ten thousand times, and hatedmyself as much as I hated Lothar De La Rey. Centaine sighed. This was the cornerstone of theSouth African way of life. Like crying with all your heart intothe night when there is nobody out there in the darkness, nobody to hearyour cry, nobody to answer you.
Heturned and strode from the room. Those who had been atwork when the fire began ran out naked, clutching their scanty clothingand weeping wildly at the loss of all their worldly possessions andsavings. Lothar! she thought, andthe name brought all the memories and heartaches back to swamp heremotions. Anna, my sweeting, you mustn't tax the boy's strength so, he warned herwith a straight face, and she struck him on the arm half playfully andhalf in exasperation.
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