Hear me: if we can but catch him and hold him fast we shall have no need to fear him more, and I think that I know how to bait the trap." "How will you bait it ?" asked Hafela.
"Thus.

Midway between the koppie and the wall behind which lie the men of the king stands a flat rock, and all about that rock are stretched the bodies of dead soldiers.

Now, this is my plan: that when next one of those dark storm-clouds passes over the face of the moon six of the strongest of our warriors should creep upon their bellies down this way and that, as though they were also numbered with the slain.

This done, you shall despatch a herald to call in the ears of the king that you desire to treat with him of peace.

Then he will answer that if this be so you can come beneath the walls of his camp, and your herald shall refuse, saying that you fear treachery.