Ah! yes, I have seen you laugh and kill them before the eyes of their mothers, as last night you killed the kitten.
"And now your time has come at last, Yellow Devil, and I, Otter the dwarf, will give you to drink of your own medicine.

What! you cry for mercy, you who never gave it even in a dream?
I tell you, did my chief yonder bid me loose you, I would disobey him even to force; I, who would rather die than put aside his word on any other matter.
"Look now at these men," and he pointed to the Settlement people, who glared hungrily at the crouching wretch, much as hounds glare at a fox that is held aloft by the huntsman; "look at them! Do you see mercy in their eyes?
They, whose fathers and mothers you have murdered, whose little children you have stamped to death?
_Wow!_ Yellow Devil, the white men tell us of a hell, a place where dead people are tormented.

We know nothing of that, it is for the white people, and they may keep it all to themselves.

Now you are beginning to taste that hell of yours--only beginning, Yellow Devil.
"Baas Leonard, I demand this man to be tried by us and dealt with according to our customs, for it is against us black folk that he has sinned most of all, and we ask his blood in payment for our blood." "What!" howled Pereira, "am I to be given over to these black dogs?
Mercy! Mercy! Francisco, plead for me.

Shrive me.