Keep up your courage and use your wits.
"Your friend, "A.

Q." I tore out the sheet, folded, addressed it and presented it to Goza, remarking that although it seemed to be but paper, it really was fourteen blankets--if given at once to Nombe.
He nodded and handed it to one of his men, who departed in the direction of our huts.

So, thought I to myself, Nombe knows all about this business, which means that it is being worked by Zikali.

That is why she spoke to me as she did last night.
"It is time to start, Macumazahn, and I think you told us that you would prefer to do so on your feet," said Goza, looking suggestively at his spear.
"I am ready," I said, rising because I must.

For a moment I contemplated the door in the kraal fence, wondering whether it would be safe to bolt through it and take refuge with Zikali.
No, it was not safe, since Zikali sat there in his hut pulling the strings and probably might refuse to see me.