Well, the place looks like it.' I tried to explain to him that the cause of all the hubbub was a very remarkable and interesting echo, but he would not believe it.
'Ah,' he said, 'I know an echo when I hear one.

There was one lived opposite my kraal in Zululand, and the Intombis [maidens] used to talk with it.

But if what we hear is a full-grown echo, mine at home can only have been a baby.

No, no -- they are devils up there.

But I don't think much of them, though,' he added, taking a pinch of snuff.