The lady sprinkled Tota's face with the water, which I watched greedily, for my thirst was still awful, while the woman Hendrika did the same office for Indaba-zimbi.

Presently, to my vast delight, Tota opened her eyes and tried to cry, but could not, poor little thing, because her tongue and lips were so swollen.

But the lady got some water into her mouth, and, as in my case, the effect was magical.

We allowed her to drink about a quarter of a pint, and no more, though she cried bitterly for it.

Just then old Indaba-zimbi came to with a groan.