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`` Miss Clifford has made up her mind , and it will not change . I shall ask her no more , '' replied Meyer . Then he , too , left the room , to give orders about the journey to Wakkerstroom that he must take upon the morrow . But Mr. Clifford sat there till past midnight , wondering whether he had done right , and if they would find the treasure of which he had dreamed for years , and what the future had in store for them . If only he could have seen ! When Benita came to breakfast the next morning , she asked where Mr. Meyer was , and learned that he had already departed for Wakkerstroom . `` Certainly he is in earnest , '' she said with a laugh .