She says that I must seek some one who thought much of them; one, too who still lives in the heart of a man who is present here, if that be possible, since from such a heart alone can the strength be drawn to enable the dead to appear and speak.

Now let there be silence--Let there be silence, and woe to him that breaks it." Silence there was indeed, and in it Zikali crouched himself down till his head almost rested on his knee, and seemed to go to sleep.

He awoke again and chanted for half a minute or so in some language I could not understand.

Then voices began to answer him, as it seemed to me from all over the kloof, also from the sky or rock above.

Whether the effect was produced by ventriloquism or whether he had confederates posted at various points, I do not know.
At any rate this lord of "multitudes of spirits" seemed to be engaged in conversation with some of them.