A pound, he offered. General Smuts smiled at her. Twenty-man-Jones reached her before theescort from Windhoek. The moment the wooden hull of the fishing-boat touched, Manfred leaptlightly across and balanced easily on the central thwart.
Shasa wastrying to concentrate on the figures; he knew his mother would questionhim this evening, but the darkness and singing and the rumble of theswaying trucks distracted him. As soon as she had herself under control again she went calmly tomeet him and lifted her face for his kiss. He stripped off the eye-patchand his rugby shorts and dived into the cold green water and struck outin a hard overarm crawl. He would have access to the files of every worker in the gold-miningindustry; he would be protected and privileged, free to pass and enterwhere other black men were forbidden.
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