... When they rose from their knees Bonaparte extended his hand to Waldo, and patted him on the head... 
(AKA Ralph Iron) Olive Schreiner 「The Story of an African Farm」
... Bonaparte expressed a wish to give Waldo his orders for the next day’s work, and accordingly the little woolly-headed Kaffer was sent to call him...
(AKA Ralph Iron) Olive Schreiner 「The Story of an African Farm」
...“You’ll have many a harder thing than that though, before you’ve gone through life,” he added consolingly, as Waldo picked himself up...
(AKA Ralph Iron) Olive Schreiner 「The Story of an African Farm」
... “Where did you get this book?” she asked, turning her twinkling little eyes on Waldo...
(AKA Ralph Iron) Olive Schreiner 「The Story of an African Farm」
... Waldo saw that the fate of his book was sealed, and turned sullenly on his heel...
(AKA Ralph Iron) Olive Schreiner 「The Story of an African Farm」
... It was now evident to Tant Sannie that Waldo had been in her loft and eaten her peaches...
(AKA Ralph Iron) Olive Schreiner 「The Story of an African Farm」
...Soon Waldo stood in the door, and took off his hat...
(AKA Ralph Iron) Olive Schreiner 「The Story of an African Farm」
...“And now, my dear Waldo,” taking the whip out of his pocket, “I am going to beat you...
(AKA Ralph Iron) Olive Schreiner 「The Story of an African Farm」
... “Eat!” said Waldo after a moment, bending lower over his dog...
(AKA Ralph Iron) Olive Schreiner 「The Story of an African Farm」
... He had cleared the plate of the last morsel, when Waldo rose and walked to the door...
(AKA Ralph Iron) Olive Schreiner 「The Story of an African Farm」
... “Oh, Waldo, my dear boy, you are not going to call her,” said Bonaparte, rising anxiously...
(AKA Ralph Iron) Olive Schreiner 「The Story of an African Farm」
... She tripped off again, and Waldo carved on at his post...
(AKA Ralph Iron) Olive Schreiner 「The Story of an African Farm」
...He removed the saddle and Waldo led the animal away to the dam...
(AKA Ralph Iron) Olive Schreiner 「The Story of an African Farm」
...He declined, but took a draught from the jug; and Waldo lay down not far off and fell to work again...
(AKA Ralph Iron) Olive Schreiner 「The Story of an African Farm」
... And Waldo waited till the moving speck had disappeared on the horizon; then he stooped and kissed passionately a hoof-mark in the sand...
(AKA Ralph Iron) Olive Schreiner 「The Story of an African Farm」
...To Waldo she seemed superbly attired...
(AKA Ralph Iron) Olive Schreiner 「The Story of an African Farm」
... “But some women,” said Waldo, speaking as though the words forced themselves from him at that moment, “some women have power...
(AKA Ralph Iron) Olive Schreiner 「The Story of an African Farm」
... “I, Waldo, I?” she said...
(AKA Ralph Iron) Olive Schreiner 「The Story of an African Farm」
... Waldo shouldered his bag, and Lyndall walked on before in silence, with the dog close to her side...
(AKA Ralph Iron) Olive Schreiner 「The Story of an African Farm」
... In the dining room Em worked at her machine, and Gregory sat close beside her, his great blue eyes turned to the window where Lyndall leaned out talking to Waldo...
(AKA Ralph Iron) Olive Schreiner 「The Story of an African Farm」
... Waldo listened...
(AKA Ralph Iron) Olive Schreiner 「The Story of an African Farm」
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