Guillaume Seignac La Libellule painting

Guillaume Seignac La Libellule painting
Claude Monet The Water Lily Pond painting
do not find water we shall die," he said.
"If we can trust to the old don's map there should be some about," I said; but nobody seemed to derive much satisfaction from that remark, it was so evident that no great faith could be put in the map. It was now gradually growing light, and as we sat blankly staring at each other I observed the Hottentot Ventvögel rise and begin to walk about with his eyes on the ground. Presently he stopped short and, uttering a guttural exclamation, pointed to the earth.
"What is it?" we exclaimed, and simultaneously rose and went to where he was standing pointing at the ground.
"Well," I said, "it is pretty fresh Springbok spoor; what of it?"
"Springboks do not go far from water," he answered in Dutch.
"No," I answered, "I forgot; and thank God for it." This little discovery put new life into us; it is wonderful how, when one is in a desperate position, one catches at the slightest hope, and feels almost happy in it. On a dark night a single star is better than nothing.
Meanwhile Ventvögel was lifting his snub nose, and sniffing the hot air