We have a quarrel with them, and are going to kill them.' 'Are you, my friend ?' said I to myself.
'In following these men we this morning caught two black men, one black woman, a white donkey, and a white girl.

One of the black men we killed -- there is his head upon the pavement; the other ran away.

The black woman, the little white girl, and the white ass we took and brought with us.

In proof thereof have I brought this basket that she carried.

Is it not thy daughter's basket ?' Mr Mackenzie nodded, and the warrior went on.
'Good! With thee and thy daughter we have no quarrel, nor do we wish to harm thee, save as to thy cattle, which we have already gathered, two hundred and forty head -- a beast for every man's father.' {Endnote 6} Here Mr Mackenzie gave a groan, as he greatly valued this herd of cattle, which he bred with much care and trouble.
'So, save for the cattle, thou mayst go free; more especially,' he added frankly, glancing at the wall, 'as this place would be a difficult one to take.