And you, Mr.Quatermain ?" "Oh, obey orders and stop here, I suppose.

Unless," I added doubtfully, "these Amawombe take the bit between their teeth and run away with me." "They'll do that before nightfall, Mr.Quatermain, if I know anything of the Zulus.

Look here, why don't you get on your horse and come off with me?
This is a queer place for you." "Because I promised not to," I answered with a groan, for really, as I looked at those savages round me, who were already fingering their spears in a disagreeable fashion, and those other thousands of savages advancing towards us, I felt such little courage as I possessed sinking into my boots.
"Very well, Mr.Quatermain, you know your own business best; but I hope you will come out of it safely, that is all." "Same to you," I replied.
Then John Dunn turned, and in my hearing asked Umbelazi what he knew of the movements of the Usutu and of their plan of battle.
The Prince replied, with a shrug of his shoulders: "Nothing at present, Son of Mr.Dunn, but doubtless before the sun is high I shall know much." As he spoke a sudden gust of wind struck us, and tore the nodding ostrich plume from its fastening on Umbelazi's head-ring.

Whilst a murmur of dismay rose from all who saw what they considered this very ill-omened accident, away it floated into the air, to fall gently to the ground at the feet of Saduko.

He stooped, picked it up, and reset it in its place, saying as he did so, with that ready wit for which some Kafirs are remarkable: "So may I live, O Prince, to set the crown upon the head of Panda's favoured son!" This apt speech served to dispel the general gloom caused by the incident, for those who heard it cheered, while Umbelazi thanked his captain with a nod and a smile.