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After
that
I
got
a
little
fitful
sleep
,
only
to
wake
from
time
to
time
with
a
start
,
thinking
that
I
was
once
more
an
actor
in
the
terrible
events
of
the
last
twenty-four
hours
.
Now
I
seemed
to
see
that
warrior
whom
my
hand
had
sent
to
his
last
account
charging
at
me
on
the
mountain-top
;
now
I
was
once
more
in
that
glorious
ring
of
Greys
,
which
made
its
immortal
stand
against
all
Twala
's
regiments
upon
the
little
mound
;
and
now
again
I
saw
Twala
's
plumed
and
gory
head
roll
past
my
feet
with
gnashing
teeth
and
glaring
eye
.
At
last
,
somehow
or
other
,
the
night
passed
away
;
but
when
dawn
broke
I
found
that
my
companions
had
slept
no
better
than
myself
.
Good
,
indeed
,
was
in
a
high
fever
,
and
very
soon
afterwards
began
to
grow
light-headed
,
and
also
,
to
my
alarm
,
to
spit
blood
,
the
result
,
no
doubt
,
of
some
internal
injury
,
inflicted
during
the
desperate
efforts
made
by
the
Kukuana
warrior
on
the
previous
day
to
force
his
big
spear
through
the
chain
armour
.
Sir
Henry
,
however
,
seemed
pretty
fresh
,
notwithstanding
his
wound
on
the
face
,
which
made
eating
difficult
and
laughter
an
impossibility
,
though
he
was
so
sore
and
stiff
that
he
could
scarcely
stir
.
About
eight
o'clock
we
had
a
visit
from
Infadoos
,
who
appeared
but
little
the
worse
--
tough
old
warrior
that
he
was
--
for
his
exertions
in
the
battle
,
although
he
informed
us
that
he
had
been
up
all
night
.
He
was
delighted
to
see
us
,
but
much
grieved
at
Good
's
condition
,
and
shook
our
hands
cordially
.
I
noticed
,
however
,
that
he
addressed
Sir
Henry
with
a
kind
of
reverence
,
as
though
he
were
something
more
than
man
;
and
,
indeed
,
as
we
afterwards
found
out
,
the
great
Englishman
was
looked
on
throughout
Kukuanaland
as
a
supernatural
being
.
No
man
,
the
soldiers
said
,
could
have
fought
as
he
fought
or
,
at
the
end
of
a
day
of
such
toil
and
bloodshed
,
could
have
slain
Twala
,
who
,
in
addition
to
being
the
king
,
was
supposed
to
be
the
strongest
warrior
in
the
country
,
in
single
combat
,
shearing
through
his
bull-neck
at
a
stroke
.
Indeed
,
that
stroke
became
proverbial
in
Kukuanaland
,
and
any
extraordinary
blow
or
feat
of
strength
was
henceforth
known
as
"
Incubu
's
blow
.
"
Infadoos
told
us
also
that
all
Twala
's
regiments
had
submitted
to
Ignosi
,
and
that
like
submissions
were
beginning
to
arrive
from
chiefs
in
the
outlying
country
.
Twala
's
death
at
the
hands
of
Sir
Henry
had
put
an
end
to
all
further
chance
of
disturbance
;
for
Scragga
had
been
his
only
legitimate
son
,
so
there
was
no
rival
claimant
to
the
throne
left
alive
.
I
remarked
that
Ignosi
had
swum
to
power
through
blood
.
The
old
chief
shrugged
his
shoulders
.
"
Yes
,
"
he
answered
;
"
but
the
Kukuana
people
can
only
be
kept
cool
by
letting
their
blood
flow
sometimes
.
Many
are
killed
,
indeed
,
but
the
women
are
left
,
and
others
must
soon
grow
up
to
take
the
places
of
the
fallen
.
After
this
the
land
would
be
quiet
for
a
while
.
"
Afterwards
,
in
the
course
of
the
morning
,
we
had
a
short
visit
from
Ignosi
,
on
whose
brows
the
royal
diadem
was
now
bound
.
As
I
contemplated
him
advancing
with
kingly
dignity
,
an
obsequious
guard
following
his
steps
,
I
could
not
help
recalling
to
my
mind
the
tall
Zulu
who
had
presented
himself
to
us
at
Durban
some
few
months
back
,
asking
to
be
taken
into
our
service
,
and
reflecting
on
the
strange
revolutions
of
the
wheel
of
fortune
.
"
Hail
,
O
king
!
"
I
said
,
rising
.
"
Yes
,
Macumazahn
.
King
at
last
,
by
the
might
of
your
three
right
hands
,
"
was
the
ready
answer
.
All
was
,
he
said
,
going
well
;
and
he
hoped
to
arrange
a
great
feast
in
two
weeks
'
time
in
order
to
show
himself
to
the
people
.
