which lot he favoured who was full of the folklore 

 stories and superstitions of his strange and dying race, ,., 

 which he half humorously and half seriously blended 

 with his own knowledge and hunting experiences. Jant je \ 

 had the ugly wrinkled dry-leather face of his breed, with 

 hollow cheeks, high cheek-bones, and little pinched eyes, 

 so small and so deeply set that no one ever saw the 

 colour of them ; the pepper-corns of tight wiry wool 

 that did duty for hair were sparsely scattered over 

 his head like the stunted bushes in the desert ; and his 

 face and head were seamed with scars too numerous 

 to count, the souvenirs of his drunken brawls. He 

 resembled a tame monkey rather than a human 

 creature, being, like so many of his kind without the 

 moral side or qualities of human nature which go to 

 mark the distinction between man and monkey. He 

 was normally most cheery and obliging ; but it meant 

 nothing, for in a moment the monkey would peep 

 out, vicious, treacherous and unrestrained. Honesty, 

 sobriety, gratitude, truth, fidelity, and humanity were 

 impossible to him : it seemed as if even the germs 

 were not there to cultivate, and the material with which 

 to work did not exist. He had certain make-believe 

 substitutes, which had in a sense been grafted on to his 

 nature, and appeared to work, while there was no real 

 use for them ; they made a show, until they were 

 tested ; one took them for granted, as long as they 

 were not disproved : it was a skin graft only, and there 

 seemed to be no real ' union ' possible between them 

 and the tough alien stock. He differed in character 

 and nature from the Zulu as much as he did from the 



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