I had some queer adventures, but these can wait.

The gist of the thing is, that after six months which turned my hair grey I got a glimmering of what he was after.

He talked Christianity to the mobs in the kraals, but to the indunas[3] he told a different story.' Captain Arcoll helped himself to a drink.

'You can guess what that story was, Mr Crawfurd.

At full moon when the black cock was blooded, the Reverend John forgot his Christianity.