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Fourie squatted against the wall of the ravine and lit a cigarette,watching the ravine along which the girl must come. The two of them had formed the pivot of hisexistence. He glanced ather quizzically; he was usually restricted to lager, and not more than apint of that either. In a society in which a white man seldom acknowledged the existence of ablack except to deliver an order, usually in brusque terms, it wasunusual to encounter such concern and condescension.

The girls are so cruel they call me vuilgoed, trash . She found she was weeping, thick, slow tearsdissolving the clots of his drying blood from her lips and chin, and hertears disgusted her as much as the taste of blood at the back of herthroat. It had barely broken the skin, but a line ofblood droplets had welled up, like a necklace of tiny bright rubies. Manfred's name was laid before thehigh council of a secret society at its next conclave: 'One of our bestyoung men at th