Only I noted that Saduko did not mention the name of "Panda's favoured son" upon whose head he hoped to live to set the crown.

Now, Panda had many sons, and that day would show which of them was favoured.
A minute or two later John Dunn and his following departed, as he said, to try to make peace with the advancing Usutu.

Umbelazi, Saduko and their escort departed also towards the main body of the host of the Isigqosa, which was massed to our left, "sitting on their spears," as the natives say, and awaiting the attack.

As for me, I remained alone with the Amawombe, drinking some coffee that Scowl had brewed for me, and forcing myself to swallow food.
I can say honestly that I do not ever remember partaking of a more unhappy meal.

Not only did I believe that I was looking on the last sun I should ever see--though by the way, there was uncommonly little of that orb visible--but what made the matter worse was that, if so, I should be called upon to die alone among savages, with not a single white face near to comfort me.