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Then there was silence for a few moments, while a couple of women entered, bearing large clay bowls of tywala, or native beer; and the liquor having been apportioned out according to etiquette, the attendants withdrew, leaving Laurence alone with the king and the two indunas. "And the hunt, has it been propitious?" began Tyisandhlu presently. "It has.
Quick to take this hint of dismissal, Laurence now arose, saluted the king, and retired, not ill-pleased so far with the results of his interview. For in the circumlocutory native way of dealing with matters of importance, Tyisandhlu had received with favour his request, preferred after the same method, that some of his possessions should be restored to him.
This chief, though older than Tyisandhlu in years, was not the son of the principal wife of their common father, wherefore Tyisandhlu, who was, had, in accordance with native custom, succeeded. There had been whisperings that Nondwana had attempted to oppose the accession, and very nearly with success; but whether from motives of policy or generosity, Tyisandhlu had foreborne to take his life.
And, becoming one of that people, shall not all my efforts turn towards rendering it a great people?" A hum of astonishment escaped the two indunas, and Laurence thought to detect the same significant look on both their faces. Then he added: "And those whom I have already taught in the use of the fire-weapon, they are strong in it, and reliable?" "That is so," assented Tyisandhlu.
Then he remembered she could have learned much about civilized peoples through the talk of Tyisandhlu and her father. "I die, beloved, but I welcome death," she went on, "for I have lived ah, yes, I have lived. I feel no pain now, and I die in your arms.
"They say thou bearest the Sign of this nation, O stranger," began the king, speaking in the Zulu tongue, "and that to this thou owest thy life." "That is true, Great Great One," answered Laurence. "But how know we that the Sign is genuine?" continued Tyisandhlu. "By this, Father of the People of the Spider.
The prophecy seemed to have come true as regarded the prophet but for himself? well, the loss reconciled him still more to his life among the Ba-gcatya. Of Tyisandhlu he had seen but little. Now and then the king would send for him and talk for a time upon things in general, and all the while Laurence would feel that the shrewd, keen eyes of this barbarian ruler were reading him like a book.
While openly consenting to his sacrifice, for even the king dare not, in such a matter, run counter to the feelings of the nation, Tyisandhlu had given secret orders that he should be smuggled out of the country. Having arrived at this conclusion, it occurred to Laurence that he might as well explore a little.
The frightful priesthood of the demon paused, with staring eyes, to wait on what new turn events would take. "Say on, Nyonyoba," said Tyisandhlu shortly, looking anything but pleased at the interruption. "It is this, O Burning Wind. Let Nomtyeketye return to his own people. I will take his place." "You?" exclaimed the king, as a gasp of amazement shivered through the listeners.
And now, for the first time, he felt a thrill of interest surge through him. Nondwana's kraal! Had Tyisandhlu, divining his wishes, indeed forestalled them? But this idea was as quickly dismissed as formulated. The king had probably ordered that one or two of the Ba-gcatya girls should be allotted to him possibly chosen from those in attendance upon the royal wives.
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