(Anne’s Narrative Resumed)As soon as I got to Kimberley I wired to Suzanne.She joined me there with the utmost dispatch, heralding her arrival w...
Johannesburg,March 6th.There is something about the state of things here that is not at all healthy. To use the well-known phrase that I have so often...
(Extract from the diary of Sir Eustace Pedler)As I remarked once before, I am essentially a man of peace. I yearn for a quiet life—and that&rsqu...
Harry listened attentively whilst I recounted all the events that I have narrated in these pages. The thing that bewildered and astonished him most wa...
You are right. My real name is Harry Lucas. My father was a retired soldier who came out to farm in Rhodesia. He died when I was in my second year at ...
(Anne’s Narrative Resumed)I had great trouble with Suzanne. She argued, she pleaded, she even wept before she would let me carry out my plan. Bu...
I came to myself slowly and painfully. I was conscious of an aching head and a shooting pain down my left arm when I tried to move, and everything see...
We arrived at Bulawayo early on Saturday morning. I was disappointed in the place. It was very hot, and I hated the hotel. Also Sir Eustace was what I...
(Anne’s Narrative Resumed)I thoroughly enjoyed the journey up to Rhodesia.There was something new and exciting to see every day. First the wonde...
(Extract from the diary of Sir Eustace Pedler)I am inclined to abandon my Reminiscences. Instead I shall write a short article entitled Secretaries I ...