He felt better now, he said, and would accompany us on our walk if Stella would give him an arm.
So we started, and after us came Hendrika with Tota and old Indaba-zimbi whom I found sitting outside as fresh as paint.

Nothing could tire that old man.
The view from the platform was almost as beautiful as that from the lower ground looking up to the peak.

The marble kraals, as I have said, faced west, consequently all the upper terrace lay in the shadow of the great peak till nearly eleven o'clock in the morning--a great advantage in that warm latitude.

First we walked through the garden, which was beautifully cultivated, and one of the most productive that I ever saw.
There were three or four natives working in it, and they all saluted my host as "Baba," or father.

Then we visited the other two groups of marble huts.