"There he is!--the clever boy whom I have brought up to bring shame on me.

What did I tell you?
Did I not tell you that he was a thief?
Yes--yes! I know your tricks, Mopo, my child! See! he is stealing the cattle! He knew where they were all the time, and now he is taking them away to hide them.

They would be useful to buy a wife with, would they not, my clever boy ?" And he made a rush at me, with his stick lifted, and after him came the headman, grunting with rage.
I understood now, my father.

My heart went mad in me, everything began to swim round, a red cloth seemed to lift itself up and down before my eyes.

I have always seen it thus when I was forced to fight.