When, for the third time, thou seest me riding down the storm, then SMITE, Mopo, my child." Thus she spoke, and a cloud swept over the face of the moon.

When it passed she was gone, and once more I was alone with Chaka, with the night and the dead.
Chaka looked up, and his face was grey with the sweat of fear.
"Who was this, Mopo ?" he said in a hollow voice.
"This was the Inkosazana of the Heavens, she who watches ever over the people of our race, O King, and who from time to time is seen of men ere great things shall befall." "I have heard speak of this queen," said Chaka.

"Wherefore came she now, what was the song she sang, and why did she touch me with a spear ?" "She came, O King, because the dead hand of Baleka summoned her, as thou sawest.

The song she sang was of things too high for me; and why she touched thee on the forehead with the spear I do not know, O King! Perchance it was to crown thee chief of a yet greater realm." "Yea, perchance to crown me chief of a realm of death." "That thou art already, Black One," I answered, glancing at the silent multitude before us and the cold shape of Baleka.
Again Chaka shuddered.

"Come, let us be going, Mopo," he said; "now I have learnt what it is to be afraid." "Early or late, Fear is a guest that all must feast, even kings, O Earth-Shaker!" I answered; and we turned and went homewards in silence.
Now after this night Chaka gave it out that the kraal of Gibamaxegu was bewitched, and bewitched was the land of the Zulus, because he might sleep no more in peace, but woke ever crying out with fear, and muttering the name of Baleka.