"Tell me on what you will live this winter ?" (At these words they quailed.

In their imagination already they saw famine stalking towards them.) "Why do you keep us here?
Is it that you wait for a worse thing to befall you?
Why do you visit us here now ?" and I paused, gasping with indignation.
"We came to look whether you had brought back to life that doctor whom you killed with your magic, white man," answered the king heavily.
I stepped to the corner of the court-yard and, drawing aside a mat that I had thrown there, showed them what lay beneath.
"Look then," I said, "and be sure that if you do not let us go, as yonder thing is, so shall all of you be before another moon has been born and died.

Such is the life we shall give to evil men like you." Now they grew positively terrified.
"Lord," said Simba, for the first time addressing me by a title of respect, "your magic is too strong for us.

Great misfortune has fallen upon our land.

Hundreds of people are dead, killed by the ice-stones that you have called down.