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"
Put
down
your
guns
!
"
I
halloed
to
the
others
,
seeing
that
our
only
chance
of
safety
lay
in
conciliation
.
They
obeyed
,
and
walking
to
the
front
I
addressed
the
elderly
man
who
had
checked
the
youth
.
"
Greeting
,
"
I
said
in
Zulu
,
not
knowing
what
language
to
use
.
To
my
surprise
I
was
understood
.
"
Greeting
,
"
answered
the
old
man
,
not
,
indeed
,
in
the
same
tongue
,
but
in
a
dialect
so
closely
allied
to
it
that
neither
Umbopa
nor
myself
had
any
difficulty
in
understanding
him
.
Indeed
,
as
we
afterwards
found
out
,
the
language
spoken
by
this
people
is
an
old-fashioned
form
of
the
Zulu
tongue
,
bearing
about
the
same
relationship
to
it
that
the
English
of
Chaucer
does
to
the
English
of
the
nineteenth
century
.
"
Whence
come
you
?
"
he
went
on
,
"
who
are
you
?
and
why
are
the
faces
of
three
of
you
white
,
and
the
face
of
the
fourth
as
the
face
of
our
mother
's
sons
?
"
and
he
pointed
to
Umbopa
.
I
looked
at
Umbopa
as
he
said
it
,
and
it
flashed
across
me
that
he
was
right
.
The
face
of
Umbopa
was
like
the
faces
of
the
men
before
me
,
and
so
was
his
great
form
like
their
forms
.
But
I
had
not
time
to
reflect
on
this
coincidence
.
"
We
are
strangers
,
and
come
in
peace
,
"
I
answered
,
speaking
very
slowly
,
so
that
he
might
understand
me
,
"
and
this
man
is
our
servant
.
"
"
You
lie
,
"
he
answered
;
"
no
strangers
can
cross
the
mountains
where
all
things
perish
.
But
what
do
your
lies
matter
?
--
if
ye
are
strangers
then
ye
must
die
,
for
no
strangers
may
live
in
the
land
of
the
Kukuanas
.
It
is
the
king
's
law
.
Prepare
then
to
die
,
O
strangers
!
"
I
was
slightly
staggered
at
this
,
more
especially
as
I
saw
the
hands
of
some
of
the
men
steal
down
to
their
sides
,
where
hung
on
each
what
looked
to
me
like
a
large
and
heavy
knife
.
"
What
does
that
beggar
say
?
"
asked
Good
.
"
He
says
we
are
going
to
be
killed
,
"
I
answered
grimly
.
"
Oh
,
Lord
!
"
groaned
Good
;
and
,
as
was
his
way
when
perplexed
,
he
put
his
hand
to
his
false
teeth
,
dragging
the
top
set
down
and
allowing
them
to
fly
back
to
his
jaw
with
a
snap
.
It
was
a
most
fortunate
move
,
for
next
second
the
dignified
crowd
of
Kukuanas
uttered
a
simultaneous
yell
of
horror
,
and
bolted
back
some
yards
.
