"It seems rather much to ask you to believe, Mr Nel, that I am less well informed than yourself as to the nature of this business of Holman's. He told me it was political; and I gathered that it was some party squabble. I consented to act as the bearer of his letter in part payment of a sum of money I owed him. I also undertook to keep my mouth shut. But in opening it to you I cannot be said to be giving information. You, know more than I do. It would seem I have been assisting in what is contrary to the interests of the Empire. I would let my hand rot off before I applied knowingly to such work." Nel shrugged his shoulders. "I don't care that for the British Empire," he said, snapping his fingers. "It's working against the good of this country that concerns me. Look at this country, prosperous and free and developing rapidly. South Africa was never more prosperous. The conditions for the white races are favourable to all alike. We in South Africa enjoy as great liberty and freedom as any country; yet men like Krige and Cornelius-- ah! and older and more responsible men whom I could name if I would-- would plunge the country into bloodshed out of a bitter spirit of revenge. They have a sense of personal grievance; they seek to wipe it out with no care nor compunction for the wrong they will do others. We can't get anything through war that we haven't got. It is merely nominal privileges they seek. They want to separate South Africa from the British Empire. Even if they succeeded, what would they gain? Do they imagine they would be allowed to keep so great a prize? ... There is only one sure means of conquest." He smiled, a slow, quiet smile. "It isn't warfare... Propagation... that is the secret We multiply; and I tell you surely we will people South Africa. Your people come and go, but the Boer lives by the land. South Africa is his Fatherland. I bid them to have patience; but they want to see in this generation the result of the seed which lies in the womb of the future." "It's rebellion, then, that is hatching?" Matheson said. The present concerned him much more vitally than the future. The future of South Africa he believed was quite secure; there was little need to worry about that. He reflected for a space. "The overthrow of the government... Yes; I begin to understand." Again he was silent, staring into the Dutchman's flushed, earnest face. Nel's eyes, alight with patriotic zeal, returned his gaze.