A few minutes later we saw her far away, bounding
up the face of an almost perpendicular cliff--a cliff that nobody except
herself and the baboons could possibly climb.
"Look," said Indaba-zimbi in my ear--"Look, Macumazahn, there goes the
Babyan-frau. But, Macumazahn, _she will come back again_. Ah, why
will you not listen to my words. Have they not always been true words,
Macumazahn?" and he shrugged his shoulders and turned away.
For a while I was much disturbed, but at any rate Hendrika was gone for
the present, and Stella, my dear and lovely wife, was there at my side,
and in her smiles I forgot my fears.
For the rest of that day, why should I write of it?--there are things
too happy and too sacred to be written of.
At last I had, if only for a little while, found that rest, that perfect
joy which we seek so continually and so rarely clasp.
CHAPTER XI
GONE!
I wonder if many married couples are quite as happy as we found
ourselves. Cynics, a growing class, declare that few illusions can
survive a honeymoon. Well, I do not know about it, for I only married
once, and can but speak from my limited experience.
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