Burke at the mercy of Kieff, the merciless!

She wrenched herself free from these nightmares in the very early
morning while the stars were still in the sky, and went out on to
the _stoep_ to banish the evil illusions from her brain. It was
still and cold and desolate. The guest-hut in which Kelly was
sleeping was closed. There was no sign of life anywhere. A great
longing to go out alone on to the _veldt_ came to her. She felt as
if the great solitude must soothe her spirit. And it would be good
to realize her wish and to see the day break from that favourite
_kopje_ of hers.

She turned to re-enter her room for an extra wrap, and then started
at sight of another figure standing at the corner of the bungalow.
She thought it was Burke, and her heart gave a wild leap within
her, but the next moment as it began to move noiselessly towards
her, she recognized Guy.

He came to her on stealthy feet. "Hullo!" he whispered. "Can't
you sleep?"

She held out her hand to him. "Guy! You ought to be in bed!"

He made an odd grimace, and bending, carried her hand to his lips.
"I couldn't sleep either. I've been tormented with a fiery thirst
all night long. What has been keeping you awake? Honestly now!"

He laughed into her eyes, and she was aware that he was trying to
draw her nearer to him. There was about him at, that moment a
subtle allurement that was hard to resist. Old memories thrilled