Renshaw Fanning's Quest: A Tale of the High Veldt
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Mitford Bertram. Renshaw Fanning's Quest: A Tale of the High Veldt
Renshaw Fanning's Quest: A Tale of the High Veldt
Table of Contents
Bertram Mitford
"Renshaw Fanning's Quest"
Prologue
Chapter One
Thirst-Land
Chapter Two
A Friend in Need
Chapter Three
Renshaw Fanning’s Secret
Chapter Four
Sunningdale
Chapter Five
A Suspicious Trek
Chapter Six
Relapse
Chapter Seven
“Our Object is the Same.”
Chapter Eight
Quits
Chapter Nine
Two “Sells.”
Chapter Ten
On Thorns
Chapter Eleven
“Amoris Integratio.”
Chapter Twelve
“He does not Ring True.”
Chapter Thirteen
A Tale of Blood
Chapter Fourteen
Against Time
Chapter Fifteen
The Midnight Foe
Chapter Sixteen
Catching a Tartar
Chapter Seventeen
After the Storm
Chapter Eighteen
In the Long Kloof
Chapter Nineteen
A Good Offer
Chapter Twenty
Old Dirk in Default
Chapter Twenty One
The First Camp
Chapter Twenty Two
A Voice from the Dead
Chapter Twenty Three
Following the Clue
Chapter Twenty Four
The Two Turret-Heads
Chapter Twenty Five
“A Region of Emptiness, Howling and Drear.”
Chapter Twenty Six
Selwood’s Dilemma
Chapter Twenty Seven
The Key at Last
Chapter Twenty Eight
“It is a White Man’s Skull.”
Chapter Twenty Nine
Renshaw’s Discovery
Chapter Thirty
“Like a Star.”
Chapter Thirty One
The “Valley of the Eye.”
Chapter Thirty Two
Judas Impromptu
Chapter Thirty Three
The “Schelm Bushmen.”
Chapter Thirty Four
Left to Die
Chapter Thirty Five
The Price of Blood
Chapter Thirty Six
Sellon’s Last Lie
Chapter Thirty Seven
From the Dark River’s Brink
Chapter Thirty Eight
“Eheu!”
Chapter Thirty Nine
Conclusion
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Bertram Mitford
Published by Good Press, 2019
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“Not a ‘stone’ on the place!” goes on the speaker, in a mournful tone. “I’ve fossicked high and low, and there isn’t one—not one. Ah, but—the Valley of the Eye! Come, friend. We will start at once. You shall make your fortune. Dirk! Dirk!” he shouts, passing the wondering stranger, and gaining the doorway.
A withered old Koranna, clad in a mangy sheep-skin kaross, who has just finished penning a flock of Angora goats in one of the kraals, comes running up at the summons. At sight of his master his parchment visage assumes a look of deep concern.
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