"Get into the bedroom," Lawless commanded. "You must make your escape by the window, and sleep in the hut." "But--strangers!" she protested. "Why shouldn't I participate in the fun?" "We can't run the risk," he said.--"No! You make yourself scarce, and leave this to me. Strangers or no, they're rowdy... I would rather have no woman in this." She demurred still, foreseeing a merry evening, and not relishing the part allotted to her; but he carried his point; and reluctantly she went into the bedroom and fastened the door upon herself. He waited until she was secure from observation, then he opened the outer door and stood in the lighted aperture, looking into the night. "Hallo!" shouted a voice in English out of the darkness. "Hallo!" he answered back. A young man came forward, swinging a lantern in his hand. "We're outspanning here," he said. "I never expected such luck as that this place was occupied. A fire is all we need. We carry provisions with us." "Come in and welcome," Lawless answered. "How many of you are there? Whatever accommodation I have is at your service." "We are five," the other answered. "They're unharnessing the mules. We lost our driver at the last uitspan." He lifted his lantern and looked about him. "This is a slice of luck. For two nights we've been jolly near frozen, sleeping in the wain." "I'm glad," Lawless said, "that you happened this way. I was just about fed up with my own society. Let's lend a hand with unharnessing the mules. It's a Godsend a visitation like this." The young man looked at him curiously. "If you're so out of conceit with it all, why do you stay?" he asked. "Because," Lawless answered, and smiled strangely, "I was under the delusion I'd have companionship when I took the place. My tenancy expires shortly, and I shan't renew it." The new-comer understood. He looked away from his companion and spat noisily on the ground. "I'm glad we chanced by while you were still in possession," he said. They walked together by the fitful light of the lantern to where the rest of the party were busy with the mules. They lent a hand, and when the team was outspanned and haltered to the disselboom inside a hastily improvised laager, they repaired to the house, carrying provisions with them. Amongst the provisions was a limited quantity of whisky and any amount of Cape dop. Most of the party were already drunk. It was evident from the outset that they meant to make a night of it. "I expect," Lawless said, as he preceded his visitors into the living-room, "that you'll be glad of a hot supper. My culinary powers are not great, such as they are I'll be happy to cook for you." "Don't you bother, baas," the young man who had first introduced himself exclaimed. "I'll cook for them. You supply the fire and the roof, that's quite enough."