Presently we shall all be dead." "Not quite," I said with a bitter laugh.

"Hans, load the rifle, load it quick.

Before they die there shall be another king in Zululand." "Good, good!" he exclaimed as he loaded desperately.

"Let us take that fat pig of a Dingaan with us.

Shoot him in the stomach, baas; shoot him in the stomach, so that he too may learn what it is to die slowly.