All the life and fire had gone from him; his pride in himself was no more; none could have known him for that ambitious, confident man who, in his day of power, the Zulus named the "Self-Eater." He was a mere mask of the old Saduko, informed by some new, some alien, spirit.

With dull, lack-lustre eyes fixed always upon the lovely eyes of Mameena, in slow and hesitating tones he began his tale.
"It is true, O Lion," he said, "that Mameena spread the poison upon my child's mat.

It is true that she set the deadly charms in the doorway of Nandie's hut.

These things she did, not knowing what she did, and it was I who instructed her to do them.

This is the case.