But as they are mine, according to your law, I am going to dispose of them.

I give ten head to each of my hunters, and fifteen head to the relations of him who was killed.

The rest I give to Tshoza and to the other men of the Amangwane who fought with us, to be divided among them in such proportions as they may agree, I being the judge in the event of any quarrel arising." Now these men raised a great cry of "Inkoosi!" and, running up, old Tshoza seized my hand and kissed it.
"Your heart is big," he cried; "you drop fatness! Although you are so small, the spirit of a king lives in you, and the wisdom of the heavens." Thus he praised me, while all the others joined in, till the din was awful.

Saduko thanked me also in his magnificent manner.

Yet I do not think that he was altogether pleased, although my great gift relieved him from the necessity of sharing up the spoil with his companions.
The truth was, or so I believe, that he understood that henceforth the Amangwane would love me better than they loved him.