Those of our molesters who had been most uproarious were silent now,
watching the approach of the newcomers. Dolf Norbury sat stupidly
staring. The roaring bark of Arlo tied within the waggon rose strangely
weird above the sudden silence.
"I say," broke out Falkner. "Have we got to fight all these? Because
if so, the odds ain't fair."
For all that he looked as if he was willing to undertake even this.
Whatever his faults, Falkner Sewin was a good man to have beside one in
a tight place.
"No," I said. "There's no more fight here, unless I'm much mistaken.
This is a King's impi."
It was a fine sight to see them approach, that great dark phalanx. Soon
they halted just before the waggons, and a shout of _sibongo_ went up
from the turbulent crowd who had been mobbing and threatening us but a
little while since.
The two chiefs in command I knew well, Untuswa, a splendid old warrior
and very friendly to the whites, and Mundula, both indunas of the King.
"Who are these?" said the first, sternly, when we had exchanged
greetings. "Are they here to trade, Iqalaqala?"
"Not so, Right Hand of the Great Great One," I answered. "They are here
to threaten and molest us--and it is not the first time some of them
have visited us on the same errand. We are peaceful traders in the land
of Zulu, and assuredly there are many here who know that this is not the
first time I have come into the land as such."
A hum of assent here went up from the warriors in the background. Those
I had thus denounced looked uncommonly foolish. Still I would not spare
them. It is necessary to keep up one's prestige and if those who are
instrumental in trying to lower it suffer, why that is their lookout,
not mine.
"He is a liar, chief," interrupted Dolf Norbury, savagely. "These two
have stolen my dog and I and my people have come to recover him. Before
they came in to try and steal my trade. That is where we quarrelled
before."
Untuswa heard him but coldly. As I have said, Dolf Norbury was not in
favour with the more respectable chiefs of Zululand at that time.
Quickly I put our side of the case before this one.
"This I will look into," he said. "It is not often we have to settle
differences between white people, especially Amangisi [English]. But
the Great Great One, that Elephant who treads the same path as the
Queen, will have order in the land--wherefore are we here," with a wave
of his hand towards his armed warriors; from whom deep-toned utterances
of _sibongo_ went up at the naming of the royal titles. "With the
matter of the trade, I have nothing to do. But, Iqalaqala, Udolfu says
you have stolen his dog, though had it been his lion he had said, I
think he would have uttered no lie, for in truth we could hear his roars
while yet far away," added the old induna with a comical laugh all over
his fine face. "Now bring forth this wonderful beast, for we would fain
see him."
"Get out the dog, Sewin," I said. "The chief wants to see him."
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