We went eight or nine hundred yards in silence till we were quite out of range of sight from the waggons, which were in a hollow.

Then I pulled up, with such a feeling of thankfulness in my heart as cannot be told in words; for now I knew that, mounted as we were, those black demons could never catch us.

But where were we to steer for?
I put the question to Indaba-zimbi, asking him if he thought that we had better try and follow the oxen which we had sent away with the Kaffirs and women on the preceding night.

He shook his head.
"The Umtetwas will go after the oxen presently," he answered, "and we have seen enough of them." "Quite enough," I answered, with enthusiasm; "I never want to see another; but where are we to go?
Here we are alone with one gun and a little girl in the vast and lonely veldt.

Which way shall we turn ?" "Our faces were towards the north before we met the Zulus," answered Indaba-zimbi; "let us still keep them to the north.