Alas! many were killed; but how could they have died better than in that fight?
Also those who were left were as good as all, for now they knew that they should not be overcome easily while Axe and Club still led the way.
Now they stood before a hill, measuring, perhaps, three thousand paces round its base.

It was of no great height, and yet unclimbable, for, after a man had gone up a little way, the sides of it were sheer, offering no foothold except to the rock-rabbits and the lizards.

No one was to be seen without this hill, nor in the great kraal of the Halakazi that lay to the east of it, and yet the ground about was trampled with the hoofs of oxen and the feet of men, and from within the mountain came a sound of lowing cattle.
"Here is the nest of Halakazi," quoth Galazi the Wolf.
"Here is the nest indeed," said Umslopogaas; "but how shall we come at the eggs to suck them?
There are no branches on this tree." "But there is a hole in the trunk," answered the Wolf.
Now he led them a little way till they came to a place where the soil was trampled as it is at the entrance to a cattle kraal, and they saw that there was a low cave which led into the cliff, like an archway such as you white men build.

But this archway was filled up with great blocks of stone placed upon each other in such a fashion that it could not be forced from without.

After the cattle were driven in it had been filled up.
"We cannot enter here," said Galazi.