I fear Indaba-zimbi.

_Ou!_" "Black One," answered the induna, "wizards die as dogs die, and, once dead, dogs bark no more." "And once dead," said the chiefs, "wizards work no more spells," and he bent and whispered in the induna's ear, looking at the assegai in his hand as he whispered.
"Good, my father, good!" said the induna, presently.

"It shall be done to-night, if the lightning does not do it first." "A bad look-out for old Indaba-zimbi," I said to myself.

"They mean to kill him." Then I thought no more of the matter for a while, the scene before me was too tremendous.
The two storms were rapidly rushing together.

Between them was a gulf of blue sky, and from time to time flashes of blinding light passed across this gulf, leaping from cloud to cloud.