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The Boer puzzled us. It was not because he loomed so big in the haze against the sunset; but he seemed at a mile's distance to detect us. We thought the cover perfect, for the hackthorn tops were higher than our horses' heads. If he from so far could see patches of khaki through bushes, his eyes must be better than our fieldglasses. If he did not see us, why did he wave his hat as in salutation?
"Maybe he only suspect one patrol at de ford. Vat you t'ink, Sergeant McTavish? " said Lieutenant Deschamps to me.