Then we marched on to the mouth of the kloof.

The place was very dark, for now the sun was down in the west and the moon in the east was cut off from us by the hills and would not be visible here for half an hour or more.
Presently I saw a spot of light.

It was a small fire burning near the tongue of rock which I have described.
At a distance, in front of the fire on the patch of prepared ground, squatted a number of men, between twenty and thirty of them, in a semicircle.

They were wrapped up in karosses and blankets, and in their centre sat a large figure on a chair of wood.
"The King and the Great Council," whispered Goza.
One of them looked round and saw us.

At some sign from the king he rose, and against the fire I saw that he was the Prime Minister, Umnyamana.