The latter, for his part, was not without respect for the white man's intrepidity, but he had no intention of sparing him for all that. He had been debating with his chiefs and councillors, and they had decided that Carhayes ought to be sacrificed as an uncompromising and determined enemy of their race. The other it might be expedient to keep a little longer and see how events would turn. "What have you to say, _umlungu_?" said Kreli at length. "Nothing. Not a damn thing," broke in Carhayes, in a loud, harsh tone. "Tom, for God's sake don't be such a fool," whispered Eustace, who was near enough to be heard. "Can't you be civil for once?" "No, I can't; not to any infernal black scoundrel," roared the other savagely. "It's different with you, Eustace," changing his tone to a bitter sneer. "Damn it, man, you're about half a Kafir already. Why don't you ask old Kreli for a couple of his daughters and set up a kraal here among them, eh?" A sounding whack across the ear with the haft of an assegai choked the words in his throat. He stood, literally foaming with fury. "Attend, thou white dog," cried a great deep-toned voice. "Attend when the Great Chief is talking to thee. _Au_!" An infuriated mastiff straining at his chain is a pretty good exemplification of impotent wrath, but even he is nothing to the aspect and demeanour of Carhayes as he turned to the perpetrator of this indignity. The veins rolled in his forehead as if they would burst. The muscles stood out upon his neck like cords as he strove by a superhuman effort to burst his bonds. But Hlangani only sneered. "Listen when the Great Chief is talking to thee, thou jackal, or I will strike thee again," he said. "God damn the Great Chief!" roared poor Tom, his voice rising to a hurricane shriek of fury under this shameful indignity, which he was powerless to resent. "And you, Hlangani, you dog, if I stood unbound I would kill you at this moment--kill you all unarmed as I am. Coward! Dare you try it!" "What is this _indaba_?" interrupted Kreli sternly. "This white man has a very long tongue. Perhaps it may be shortened with advantage." A hum of applause greeted this remark, and the chief went on. "You are asked a question, _umlungu_, and instead of answering you rave and bellow and throw yourself about like a cow that has lost her calf. And now what have you to say? You have invaded our country and shot our people with your own hand. If a man thrusts his head into a hornet's nest, whom shall he blame but himself if he gets stung--if he treads upon a serpent, how shall he complain if made to feel the reptile's fangs?"