"Now I have so ordered that this white man, passing through the Valley of Death yonder, shall reach the Great Place not long before the king drinks of the cup of the first-fruits. Then if any think that something out of nature has happened to the king, they will surely think also that this strange prayer-doctor has wrought the evil.
"The other day, O White Man, thou toldest me of a place of fire whither those go after death who have done wickedly in life. Tell me now of thy wisdom, do my fathers lie in that place?" "How can I know, King," answered the prayer-doctor, "who may not judge of the deeds of men?
Now, seeing his danger, Ishmael was silent, and the King went on: "Did you discover, as I bade you, why it is that the Inkosazana desires to leave us?" "Yes, King. It is because she would return to her own people, the old prayer-doctor and his wife." "They are not her people!" exclaimed Dingaan.
Now Dingaan had set this trap for the prayer-doctor. In the centre of that open space where he had caused the Boers to be fallen upon he had built up a great pyre of wood brushwood beneath, and on top of the brushwood logs, and even whole trees. Perhaps, my father, there were sixty full wagonloads of dry wood piled together there in the centre of the place.