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een sure he would die, and were preparing to move in and take what stock there was. But young Dyke nurses his brother back to health. A little later the old German turns up at the farm, and makes a discovery which would change the fortunes of the brothers for ever.
A very gripping story in the best Fenn style, very hard to put down. It makes an excellent audiobook, of about seven hours' duration.
______________________________________________________________________DIAMOND DYKE, BY GEORGE MANVILLE FENN.
CHAPTER ONE.
QUERY BAD SHILLINGS?
"Hi!"
No answer.
"Hi! Dyke!"
The lad addressed did not turn his head, but walked straight on, with the dwarf karroo bushes crackling and snapping under his feet, while at each call he gave an angry kick out, sending the dry red sand flying.
He was making for the kopje or head of bald granite which rose high out of the level plain--where, save in patches, there was hardly a tree to be seen--for amongst these piled-up masses of glittering stone, lay deep moist crevices in which were shade and trickling water, the great blessings of a dry and thirsty desert.
"Hi! Do you hear, Dyke?" came again, shouted by a big athletic-looking young man, in flannels and a broad-brimmed Panama hat, and he gave his thick brown beard an angry tug as he spoke.
"Oh yes, I hear," muttered the lad; "I can hear you, old Joe. He's got away again, and I shan't come. A stupid-headed, vicious, long-legged beast, that's what he is."
"Hi!" roared the young man, as he stood in front of an ugly corrugated iron shed, dignified by the name of house, from which the white-wash, laid thickly over the grey zinc galvanising to ward off the rays of the blinding Afric sun, had peeled away here and there in patches.
Some attempts had been made to take off the square, desolate ugliness of the building by planting a patch of gard