RALPH FINDS THE DREAM MOUNTAIN Now I must go back to that evening when we learned the great tidings from the lips of the lad Gaasha, whose life Ralph had saved after the attack by the Kaffirs upon the laager.

There sat Gaasha on the ground staring, and there, not far away, Ralph was lying in his swoon, while Jan and I looked at each other like people who have suddenly beheld a sign from heaven.
"What evil magic is there in my words," said Gaasha presently, "that they should strike the Baas yonder dead like a spear ?" "He is not dead," I answered, "but for long he has sought that mountain Umpondwana of which you speak.

Tell us now, did you hear of any white woman dwelling with the chieftainess Sihamba ?" "No, lady, I heard of none." This answer of Gaasha's saddened me, for I made sure that if so strange a thing had happened as that a white woman had come to live among his tribe, the man who told him of the return of Sihamba would have told him of this also.

Therefore, so I argued, either Suzanne was dead or she was in the power of Piet Van Vooren, or Sihamba had deserted her, though this last I did not believe.

As it turned out afterwards, had not Gaasha been the stupidest of Kaffirs, we should have been saved those long days of doubt and trouble, for though he had not heard that Sihamba was accompanied by a white woman, he had heard that she brought with her a white _bird_ to the mountain Umpondwana.