All had been destroyed, and men had been sent to kill the wives and children of the dead.

Now Chaka was very angry at this slaying, and opened his heart to me.
"The witch-doctors rule in Zululand, and not I, Mopo, son of Makedama," he said to me.

"Where, then, is it to end?
Shall I myself be smelt out and slain?
These Isanusis are too strong for me; they lie upon the land like the shadow of night.

Tell me, how may I be free of them ?" "Those who walk the Bridge of Spears, O king, fall off into Nowhere," I answered darkly; "even witch-doctors cannot keep a footing on that bridge.

Has not a witch-doctor a heart that can cease to beat?
Has he not blood that can be made to flow ?" Chaka looked at me strangely.