Chapter 5
In the drowsy twilight of the breaking day, the Rossouw’s heavy coach rolls on. The large bushes on either side of the road begin to slowly shed their ominous dark garments to reveal their colors. From its hidden position, the sun is already casting a bright glow over the horizon. The birds begin to chirp their morning song while flying around and causing the tops of the bushes to sway in the calm of the morning.
The coach rides comfortably on the wide leather bands. It is a luxury model that is designed to absorb the bumps and jolts to a great extent and provide the occupants with as much comfort as possible.
Ben is in conversation with Frans on the small bench attached to the hood. Ben has the reins in his hand and Frans handles the whip, which is just long enough to reach t
