The Boer told us that there is among you a 'child of George'" (an Englishman), "a terrible man who would kill us unless we killed or bound him first.

Show us this child of George that we may make him fast, or slay him, and we will not hurt the rest of you." "I am the child of George," I answered, "and if you think it necessary to make me fast, do so." Now the Zulus burst out laughing.
"You! Why, you are but a boy who weighs no more than a fat girl," exclaimed their captain, a great, bony fellow who was named Kambula.
"That may be so," I answered; "but sometimes the wisdom of their fathers dwells in the young.

I am the son of George who saved these Boers from death far away, and I am taking them back to their own people.

We desire to see Dingaan, your king.

Be pleased therefore to lead us to him as he has commanded you to do.