But riches cannot be gathered here, for the gold, most of it, is hid in those rocks that are far too heavy to carry, and who may charm gold out of the rock?
Not all the wizards in Zululand.

At the least you and I cannot do it alone, even should the fever spare us.

We must trek, Baas, and look elsewhere." "Listen, Otter, the tale is yet to tell.

The Baas who is dead dreamed before he died, he dreamed that I should win the gold, that I should win it by the help of a woman, and he bade me wait here a while after he was dead.

Say now, Otter, you who come of a people learned in dreams and are the child of a dream-doctor, was this a true dream or a sick man's fancy ?" "Nay, Baas, who can tell for sure ?" the dwarf answered; then pondered a while, and set himself to trace lines in the dust of the floor with his finger.