21 Chapters
THE WITCH-HUNT On reaching our hut I motioned to Infadoos to enter with us. “Now, Infadoos,” I said, “we would speak with thee.” “Let my lords say on.” “It seems to us, Infadoos, that Twala the ki…
WE GIVE A SIGN For a long while—two hours, I should think—we sat there in silence, being too much overwhelmed by the recollection of the horrors we had seen to talk. At last, just as we were thinking…
BEFORE THE BATTLE Luckily for us, Infadoos and the chiefs knew all the paths of the great town perfectly, so that we passed by side-ways unmolested, and notwithstanding the gloom we made fair progres…
THE ATTACK Slowly, and without the slightest appearance of haste or excitement, the three columns crept on. When within about five hundred yards of us, the main or centre column halted at the root of…
THE LAST STAND OF THE GREYS In a few more minutes the regiments destined to carry out the flanking movements had tramped off in silence, keeping carefully to the lee of the rising ground in order to …
GOOD FALLS SICK After the fight was ended, Sir Henry and Good were carried into Twala’s hut, where I joined them. They were both utterly exhausted by exertion and loss of blood, and, indeed, my own c…
THE PLACE OF DEATH It was already dark on the third day after the scene described in the previous chapter when we camped in some huts at the foot of the “Three Witches,” as the triangle of mountains …
SOLOMON’S TREASURE CHAMBER While we were engaged in recovering from our fright, and in examining the grisly wonders of the Place of Death, Gagool had been differently occupied. Somehow or other—for s…
WE ABANDON HOPE I can give no adequate description of the horrors of the night which followed. Mercifully they were to some extent mitigated by sleep, for even in such a position as ours wearied natu…
IGNOSI’S FAREWELL Ten days from that eventful morning found us once more in our old quarters at Loo; and, strange to say, but little the worse for our terrible experience, except that my stubbly hair…