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Yet I wished to go, for there had arisen in me a great desire to see this Bulalio, who spoke of vengeance to be taken for one Mopo, and whose deeds were such as the deeds of Umslopogaas would have been, had Umslopogaas lived to look upon the light. Therefore I answered: "I hear the king. The king's word shall be done, though, O King, thou sendest a big man upon a little errand."
"We are named Bulalio the Slaughterer and Galazi the Wolf, O King," answered Umslopogaas. "Was it thou who didst send a certain message to the Black One who is dead, Bulalio?" "Yea, O King, I sent a message, but from all I have heard, Masilo, my messenger, gave more than the message, for he stabbed the Black One. Masilo had an evil heart."
"I am here at the appointed time, Macumazahn," said Umslopogaas, for it was he, as with difficulty he dragged his axe from the lion's severed skull, "to find you watching by night as it is reported that you always do." "No," I retorted, for his tone irritated me, "you are late, Bulalio, the moon has been up some hours."
At any rate he determined to make an end of the play, for with a swift motion, as Umslopogaas had done, he threw away his shield and grasping the iron handle of his axe with both hands, charged the Zulu like a bull. Umslopogaas leapt back out of reach. Then suddenly he turned and ran up the rise. Yes, Bulalio the Slaughterer ran!
It seems that they saw a koodoo bull running at speed, and after him countless wolves making their music, and with the wolves two men clad in wolves' skins, such men as you, Bulalio, and he with the club who follows you." Now Umslopogaas lifted the axe Groan-Maker as though he would cut me down, then let it fall again, while Galazi the Wolf glared at me with wide-opened eyes.
"I also deemed you dead in the lion's mouth, though in truth it seemed strange to me that any other man than Umslopogaas could have wrought the deeds which I have heard of as done by Bulalio, Chief of the People of the Axe ay, and thrown defiance in the teeth of Chaka. But you are not dead, and I, I am not dead. It was another Mopo whom Chaka killed; I slew Chaka, Chaka did not slay me."
"The blood of Bulalio the Slaughterer, Chief of the People of the Axe, the blood of Nada the Lily, and of all those who cling to her." Now Dingaan sprang up and swore an oath by the head of the Black One who was gone. "What?" he cried, "does the Lily, then, live as the soldier thought?" "She lives, O King.
They held that he spoke truly when he gave it out that he was born of Indabazimbi the Witch-doctor, who had fled the land, whither I do not know. Then Nada turned to Zinita and spoke to her in a sweet and gentle voice: "If I am not sister to Bulalio, yet I shall soon be sister to you who are the Chief's Inkosikaas, Zinita.
"I think that is Bulalio the Slaughterer, chief of the People of the Axe, O King," I answered. "And who is the other with him? He is a great man also. Never have I seen such a pair!" "I think that is Galazi the Wolf, he who is blood-brother to the Slaughterer, and his general," I said again. Now after these two came the soldiers of the People of the Axe, armed with short sticks alone.
"Look on me now, O Chief Bulalio, O Slaughterer, who once was named Umslopogaas look on me and say who am I?" Then he looked at me and his jaw fell. "Either you are Mopo my father grown old Mopo, who is dead, or the Ghost of Mopo," he answered in a low voice. "I am Mopo, your father, Umslopogaas," I said. "You have been long in knowing me, who knew you from the first."
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