A third time the woman struck, and, though he fell to earth to avoid the blow, yet the assegai pierced his shoulder.

But the weight of his body as he fell twisted it from her hand, and before she could grasp him he was up, and beyond her reach, the spear still fast in his shoulder.
Then the woman turned, screaming with rage and madness, and ran at Nada to kill her with her hands.

But Umslopogaas set his teeth, and, drawing the spear from his wound, charged her, shouting.

She lifted a great stone and hurled it at him--so hard that it flew into fragments against another stone which it struck; yet he charged on, and smote at her so truly that he drove the spear through her, and she fell down dead.

After that Nada bound up his wound, which was deep, and with much pain he reached the king's kraal and told me this story.
Now there were some who cried that the boy must be put to death, because he had killed one possessed with a spirit.