The rest retreated into the centre of the market-place, whither our people followed them.

In this crisis the blood of these Mazitu told, and they stuck to the enemy as Zulus themselves would certainly have done.
It was over! Great Heaven! it was over, and we began to count our losses.

Four of the Zulus were dead and two others were badly wounded--no, three, including Mavovo.

They brought him to me leaning on the shoulder of Babemba and another Mazitu captain.

He was a shocking sight, for he was shot in three places, and badly cut and battered as well.