"Now pass judgment, knowing that, if it be your will, I am ready to die for Saduko's sake." But Panda sprang up in a rage.
_"Take him away!"_ he said, pointing to Saduko.

"Take away that dog who is not fit to live, a dog who eats his own child that thereby he may cause another to be slain unjustly and steal his wife." The executioners leapt forward, and, having something to say, for I could bear this business no longer, I began to rise to my feet.

Before I gained them, however, Zikali was speaking.
"O King," he said, "it seems that you have killed one man unjustly on this matter, namely, Masapo.

Would you do the same by another ?" and he pointed to Saduko.
"What do you mean ?" asked Panda angrily.

"Have you not heard this low fellow, whom I made great, giving him the rule over tribes and my daughter in marriage, confess with his own lips that he murdered his child, the child of my blood, in order that he might eat a fruit which grew by the roadside for all men to nibble at ?" and he glared at Mameena.
"Aye, Child of Senzangakona," answered Zikali, "I heard Saduko say this with his own lips, but the voice that spoke from the lips was not the voice of Saduko, as, were you a skilled Nyanga like me, you would have known as well as I do, and as well as does the white man, Watcher-by-Night, who is a reader of hearts.
"Hearken now, O King, and you great ones around the King, and I will tell you a story.