The oxen had to lie in their yokes all night, since we dared not let them loose fearing lest they should stray; also lions were roaring in the distance, although, game being plentiful, these did not come near to us.

As soon as there was any light we let out the teams to fill themselves on the tussocky grass that grew about, and meanwhile cooked and ate some food.
Presently the sun rose, and I saw that beneath us was a great stretch of plain covered with mist, and to the north, on our right, several denser billows of mist that marked the course of the Crocodile River.
By degrees this mist lifted, tall tops of trees appearing above it, till at length it thinned into vapour that vanished away as the sun rose.
As I watched it idly, the woman, Jeel, crept up to me in her furtive fashion, touched me on the shoulder and pointed to a distant group of trees.
Looking closely at these trees, I saw between them what at first I took for some white rocks.

Further examination, as the mist cleared, suggested to my mind, however, that they might be wagon tilts.

Just then the Zulu who understood Jeel's talk came up.

I asked him as well as I could, for at that time my knowledge of his tongue was very imperfect, what she wished to say.