His faith in his "Snake" was really touching.

He offered to go through that divination process again in our presence and demonstrate that there was no mistake.

I declined because I had no faith in divinations, and Stephen also declined, for another reason, namely that the result might prove to be different, which, he held, would be depressing.

The other Zulus oscillated between belief and scepticism, as do the unstable who set to work to study the evidences of Christianity.

But Sammy did not oscillate, he literally howled, and prepared the food which poured in upon us so badly that I had to turn on Hans to do the cooking, for however little appetite we might have, it was necessary that we should keep up our strength by eating.
"What, Mr.Quatermain," asked Sammy between his tears, "is the use of dressing viands that our systems will never have time to thoroughly assimilate ?" The first night passed somehow, and so did the next day and the next night which heralded our last morning.