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      Scragga stepped forward with an ill-favoured grin, and lifted his spear. The poor victim covered his eyes with his hand and stood still. As for us, we were petrified with horror.

      "Once, twice," he waved the spear, and then struck, ah! right home—the spear stood out a foot behind the soldier's back. He flung up his hands and dropped dead. From the multitude about us rose something like a murmur, it rolled round and round, and died away. The tragedy was finished; there lay the corpse, and we had not yet realised that it had been enacted. Sir Henry sprang up and swore a great oath, then, overpowered by the sense of silence, sat down again.

      "The thrust was a good one," said the king; "take him away."

      Four men stepped out of the ranks, and lifting the body of the murdered man, carried it thence.

      "Cover up the blood-stains, cover them up," piped out the thin voice that proceeded from the monkey-like figure; "the king's word is spoken, the king's doom is done!"

      Thereupon a girl came forward from behind the hut, bearing a jar filled with powdered lime, which she scattered over the red mark, blotting it from sight.

      Sir Henry meanwhile was boiling with rage at what had happened; indeed, it was with difficulty that we could keep him still.

      "Sit down, for heaven's sake," I whispered; "our lives depend on it."

      He yielded and remained quiet.

      Twala sat silent until the traces of the tragedy had been removed, then he addressed us.

      "White people," he said, "who come hither, whence I know not, and why I know not, greeting."

      "Greeting, Twala, King of the Kukuanas," I answered.

      "White people, whence come ye, and what seek ye?"

      "We come from the Stars, ask us not how. We come to see this land."

      "Ye journey from far to see a little thing. And that man with you," pointing to Umbopa, "does he also come from the Stars?"

      "Even so; there are people of thy colour in the heavens above; but ask not of matters too high for thee, Twala the king."

      "Ye speak with a loud voice, people of the Stars," Twala answered in a tone which I scarcely liked. "Remember that the Stars are far off, and ye are here. How if I make you as him whom they bore away?"

      I laughed out loud, though there was little laughter in my heart.

      "O king," I said, "be careful, walk warily over hot stones, lest thou shouldst burn thy feet; hold the spear by the handle, lest thou should cut thy hands. Touch but one hair of our heads, and destruction shall come upon thee. What, have not these"—pointing to Infadoos and Scragga, who, young villain that he was, was employed in cleaning the blood of the soldier off his spear—"told thee what manner of men we are? Hast thou seen the like of us?" and I pointed to Good, feeling quite sure that he had never seen anybody before who looked in the least like him as he then appeared.

      "It is true, I have not," said the king, surveying Good with interest.

      "Have they not told thee how we strike with death from afar?" I went on.

      "They have told me, but I believe them not. Let me see you kill. Kill me a man among those who stand yonder"—and he pointed to the opposite side of the kraal—"and I will believe."

      "Nay," I answered; "we shed no blood of men except in just punishment; but if thou wilt see, bid thy servants drive in an ox through the kraal gates, and before he has run twenty paces I will strike him dead."

      "Nay," laughed the king, "kill me a man and I will believe."

      "Good, O king, so be it," I answered coolly; "do thou walk across the open space, and before thy feet reach the gate thou shalt be dead; or if thou wilt not, send thy son Scragga" (whom at that moment it would have given me much pleasure to shoot).

      On hearing this suggestion Scragga uttered a sort of howl, and bolted into the hut.

      Twala frowned majestically; the suggestion did not please him.

      "Let a young ox be driven in," he said.

      Two men at once departed, running swiftly.

      "Now, Sir Henry," said I, "do you shoot. I want to show this ruffian that I am not the only magician of the party."

      Sir Henry accordingly took his "express," and made ready.

      "I hope I shall make a good shot," he groaned.

      "You must," I answered. "If you miss with the first barrel, let him have the second. Sight for 150 yards, and wait till the beast turns broadside on."

      Then came a pause, until presently we caught sight of an ox running straight for the kraal gate. It came on through the gate, then, catching sight of the vast concourse of people, stopped stupidly, turned round, and bellowed.

      "Now's your time," I whispered.

      Up went the rifle.

      Bang! thud! and the ox was kicking on his back, shot in the ribs. The semi-hollow bullet had done its work well, and a sigh of astonishment went up from the assembled thousands.

      I turned round coolly—

      "Have I lied, O king?"

      "Nay, white man, it is the truth," was the somewhat awed answer.

      "Listen, Twala," I went on. "Thou hast seen. Now know we come in peace, not in war. See," and I held up the Winchester repeater; "here is a hollow staff that shall enable thee to kill even as we kill, only I lay this charm upon it, thou shalt kill no man with it. If thou liftest it against a man, it shall kill thee. Stay, I will show thee. Bid a soldier step forty paces and place the shaft of a spear in the ground so that the flat blade looks towards us."

      In a few seconds it was done.

      "Now, see, I will break yonder spear."

      Taking a careful sight I fired. The bullet struck the flat of the spear, and shattered the blade into fragments.

      Again the sigh of astonishment went up.

      "Now, Twala, we give this magic tube to thee, and by-and-by I will show thee how to use it; but beware how thou turnest the magic of the Stars against a man of earth," and I handed him the rifle.

      The king took it very gingerly, and laid it down at his feet. As he did so I observed the wizened monkey-like figure creeping from the shadow of the hut. It crept on all fours, but when it reached the place where the king sat it rose upon its feet, and throwing the furry covering from its face, revealed a most extraordinary and weird countenance. Apparently it was that of a woman of great age so shrunken that in size it seemed no larger than the face of a year-old child, although made up of a number of deep and yellow wrinkles. Set in these wrinkles was a sunken slit, that represented the mouth, beneath which the chin curved outwards to a point. There was no nose to speak of; indeed, the visage might have been taken for that of a sun-dried corpse had it not been for a pair of large black eyes, still full of fire and intelligence, which gleamed СКАЧАТЬ