human
I can't let you stop here, Muntiwa. Your sheep are the most infernally scabby lot I ever saw in my life, and I don't half like the look of your cattle. See there, he went on, pointing to a particularly dejected-looking cow, whose miserable aspect and filmy eye denoted anything but rude health;
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human
Ah, you lie! ] cried the Kafir, savagely, advancing within a couple of yards of Selwood, his kerries shaking in his grasp with his suppressed rage.
gpt
There is nothing the matter with the cattle, and you know it. We shall rest here whether you like it or not.