Also I told the farm natives to dig a big grave and in it to place the other bodies and generally to remove the traces of murder.
Then I went on to the house, and not too soon.

Seeing the waggons arrive and having made sure that the Amahagger were gone, Thomaso and the other cowards emerged from their hiding-places and returned.

Unfortunately for the former the first person he met was Umslopogaas, who began to revile the fat half-breed in no measured terms, calling him dog, coward, and other opprobrious names, such as deserter of women and children, and so forth--all of which someone translated.
Thomaso, an insolent person, tried to swagger the matter out, saying that he had gone to get assistance.

Infuriated at this lie, Umslopogaas leapt upon him with a roar and though he was a strong man, dealt with him as a lion does with a buck.

Lifting him from his feet, he hurled him to the ground, then as he strove to rise and run, caught him again and as it seemed to me, was about to break his back across his knee.