Then he asked me if I remembered the night when Squire Carson came into
the study at the vicarage, and told him that his wife had run away, and
that he was going to change his name and bury himself in some remote
land.
I answered that I remembered it perfectly.
"I wonder where he went to," said my father, "and if he and his daughter
Stella are still alive. Well, well! I shall never meet them again. But
life is a strange thing, Allan, and you may. If you ever do, give them
my kind love."
After that I left him. We had been suffering more than usual from the
depredations of the Kaffir thieves, who stole our sheep at night, and,
as I had done before, and not without success, I determined to watch the
kraal and see if I could catch them. Indeed, it was from this habit of
mine of watching at night that I first got my native name of Macumazahn,
which may be roughly translated as "he who sleeps with one eye open." So
I took my rifle and rose to go. But he called me to him and kissed me on
the forehead, saying, "God bless you, Allan! I hope that you will think
of your old father sometimes, and that you will lead a good and happy
life.
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