I have had enough of Zulus." "Come out," I said, "and tell me your story." He emerged, a thin and bedraggled creature, with nothing left on him but the upper part of a pair of old trousers, but still Hans, undoubtedly Hans.

He ran to me, and seizing my foot, kissed it again and again, weeping tears of joy and stuttering: "Oh, baas, to think that I should find you who were dead, alive, and find myself alive, too.

Oh! baas, never again will I doubt about the Big Man in the sky of whom your reverend father is so fond.

For after I had tried all our own spirits, and even those of my ancestors, and met with nothing but trouble, I said the prayer that the reverend taught us, asking for my daily bread because I am so very hungry.

Then I looked out of the hole and there you were.