Farewell, Inkoos," and since he could not lift his bound hands in salutation, he bowed to me, as did the others.
Then they walked to a little distance, and, seating themselves on the ground, began to talk together, and after a while to drone some strange chant in unison.

The executioners and the guards also sat down not far away, laughing, chatting, and passing a horn of snuff from hand to hand.
Indeed, I observed that the captain of them even took some snuff to the victims, and held it in his palm beneath their noses while they drew it up their nostrils and politely thanked him between the sneezes.
As for myself, I lit a pipe and smoked it, for I seemed to require a stimulant, or, rather, a sedative.

Before it was finished Hans, who was engaged in doctoring his scratches made by the vultures' beaks with a concoction of leaves which he had been chewing, exclaimed suddenly in his matter-of-fact voice: "See, baas, here they come, the white people on one side and the black on the other, just like the goats and the sheep at Judgment Day in the Book." I looked, and there to my right appeared the party of Boers, headed by the Vrouw Prinsloo, who held the remnants of an old umbrella over her head.

To the left advanced a number of Zulu nobles and councillors, in front of whom waddled Dingaan arrayed in his bead dancing dress.

He was supported by two stalwart body-servants, whilst a third held a shield over his head to protect him from the sun, and a fourth carried a large stool, upon which he was to sit.