Indeed, he lectured me severely on the sins of bloodthirstiness and a desire for revenge.

So, finding that we looked at things differently, and that it was of no use wasting breath in argument, I wished him and his people good-bye and good fortune and went upon my way, little guessing how we should meet again.
An hour later we trekked.

Passing by the accursed hill, Hloma Amabutu, where I saw some gorged vultures sleeping on the rocks, we came to the gate of the Great Kraal.

Here, to my surprise, I saw Dingaan with some of his councillors and an armed guard of over a hundred men, seated under the shade of two big milk trees.

Fearing treachery, I halted the wagons and advised the Boers to load their rifles and be ready for the worst.