She walked proudly, holding her head high, and her step was like the step of a queen.

Now she saw the sight of death, for the dead lay before her like black water in a sunless pool.

A moment she stood shivering, having guessed all, then walked on and stood before Chaka.
"What is thy will with me, O King ?" she said.
"Thou art come in a good hour, sister," said Chaka, turning his eyes from hers.

"It is thus: Mopo, my servant and thy brother, made a bet with me, a bet of cattle.

It was a little matter that we wagered on--as to whether the people of the Langeni tribe--thine own tribe, Baleka, my sister--would fill yonder place, U'Donga-lu-ka-Tatiyana.