On the day following this discussion as to our departure we all breakfasted very early as there was a great deal to be done.

There was a dense mist that morning such as in these Mazitu uplands often precedes high, hot wind from the north at this season of the year, so dense indeed that it was impossible to see for more than a few yards.

I suppose that this mist comes up from the great lake in certain conditions of the weather.

We had just finished our breakfast and rather languidly, for the thick, sultry air left me unenergetic, I told one of the Zulus to see that the two donkeys and the white ox which I had caused to be brought into the town in view of our near departure and tied up by our huts, were properly fed.

Then I went to inspect all the rifles and ammunition, which Hans had got out to be checked and overhauled.