Scowl ran to help me, but his wound--for he was hurt--or his utter exhaustion took effect on him.

Or perhaps it was excitement.

At any rate, he fell down in a fit.

I thought that all was over, when again I heard Umbelazi's voice, and felt Saduko's grip loosen at my throat, and sat up.
"Dog," said the Prince, "where is your assegai ?" And as he spoke he threw it from him into the river beneath, for he had picked it up while we struggled, but, as I noted, retained his own.

"Now, dog, why do I not kill you, as would have been easy but now?
I will tell you.