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Updated: June 21, 2025
"Well, I do not altogether wonder at it; but please continue your story." "There is none, Inkoosi. They brought you here, they told me how the evil brute of a buffalo had nearly killed you in the pool; that is all." "Yes, yes, Mameena; but how did I get out of the pool?"
As to its identity there was no doubt, since on, or rather from, its right horn, which was cleft apart at the top, hung the remains of Umbezi's moocha. "Oh, beware, Inkoosi," cried Saduko in a frightened voice. "It is the buffalo with the cleft horn!" I heard him; I saw. All the scene in the hut of Zikali rose before me the old dwarf, his words, everything.
Turning my head I yawned, opened my eyes and looked at her vaguely, seeing which her expression changed in a flash from that of brooding power to one of moved and anxious girlhood; in short, it became most sweetly feminine. "You are Mameena?" I said; "is it not so?" "Oh, yes, Inkoosi," she answered, "that is my poor name. But how did you hear it, and how do you know me?"
If I had a good gun, Inkoosi one that only goes off when it is asked, and not of its own fancy, I who have some name could persuade a number of men whom I know, who once were servants of my father, or their sons, to be my companions in this venture." I asked in a cold and scandalised voice.
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