Then she said: "I have to go to town at once, F.; will you come with me? I have a great deal to tell you and we can talk as we go along. You remember you once said that I must come to you if ever I got into any trouble. Well, I am in serious trouble now--not for myself--but, tell me, have you your residential pass with you?" He produced it. She continued: "Then we are safe for the present. Let us sit in the Park while I tell you in what way I want you to help me." They found a secluded spot under one of the trees in Burgher's Park, and there Hansie took him into her confidence, unfolding her plan to him. "If, as you say, F., a cordon is being drawn around the houses that have already been searched, those three men may be cut off at any moment. They cannot wait where they are at present, no more can they show themselves on the streets without residential passes. If you can help me to borrow three passes for them, I myself will walk with them as far as the wire enclosure and bring the passes back to you." F. whistled, called her "plucky," but thought the whole thing far too risky. "You would all be taken near the wire fence," he said, "and what about the men who would be without their passes while you had them?" "They must not show themselves," she said. "And if they are found in their homes?" "Oh!" she cried impatiently, "they must be willing to risk something too." "Have you thought of any one?" he asked. "Yes, I have thought of D. and G., if you will bring them to me. Fetch them, F. I'll go and tell the men to wait for the passes. You will find me at your gate." "But then you would have only two passes, Hansie." She looked earnestly into his eyes, and he turned away without a word. He went off in one direction and Hansie in another, and when she reached Mrs. Malan's house she was told that the three men had decided to risk the dangers of the street and to leave immediately. In this they were impelled, not so much by the consideration of their own safety, as the thought of the perils to which they exposed the Malans by remaining in their house. When Hansie told them she was procuring residential passes for them, they held a short consultation and eventually decided to wait another half-hour. With passes in their pockets they would be comparatively safe. Promising to come back immediately, Hansie rushed to F.'s rooms, where she met him coming through the gate with D. and G. "F.," she whispered, "be quick. They are on the point of leaving." He drew her aside and said: "I am very sorry, Hansie. The fellows refuse to lend you their passes." "Refuse!" she echoed in miserable incredulity. "Refuse! oh Heaven, and this means life or death to those men! They _cannot_ appear on the streets to-night without passes." "It is a great thing to ask, Hansie. You cannot blame them." "F., I must once again remind you of your promise. Help me now. I am not pleading for myself."