I ran for my gun, but when I got back he had gone and I never thought of the matter again from that day to this." "Well, he kept his promise," I said, but Robertson made no answer, for by this time that thundering dose of bromide and laudanum had taken effect on him and he had fallen asleep, of which I was glad, for I thought that this sleep would save his sanity, as I believe it did for a while.
We reached Strathmuir towards sunset, too late to think of attempting the pursuit that day.

Indeed, during our trek, I had thought the matter out carefully and come to the conclusion that to try to do so would be useless.

We must rest and make preparations; also there was no hope of our overtaking these brutes who already had a clear twelve hours' start, by a sudden spurt.

They must be run down patiently by following their spoor, if indeed they could be run down at all before they vanished into the vast recesses of unknown Africa.

The most we could do this night was to get ready.
Captain Robertson was still sleeping when we passed the village and of this I was heartily glad, since the remains of a cannibal feast are not pleasant to behold, especially when they are----! Indeed, of these I determined to be rid at once, so slipping off the waggon with Hans and some of the farm boys, for none of the Zulus would defile themselves by touching such human remnants--I made up two of the smouldering fires, the light of which the _voorlooper_ had seen upon the sky, and on to them cast, or caused to be cast, those poor fragments.