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"I daresay," I exclaimed; "but, at any rate, she is done with, so what

is the use of talking about her?"

"Ah! Macuh that is a

strange saying for a white man who believes in much that we do not know;

but at least her work rereat work Consider

now Umbelazi and most of the princes, and thousands upon thousands

of the Zulus, whom I, the Dwande, hate, dead, dead! Mathless with sorrow and his eyes

blind with tears Ma in all

but naakona to the

dust Mahty work Surely she has

lived a great and worthy life, and she died a great and worthy death!

And hoell she did it! Had you eyes to see her take the poison which I

gave her--a good poison, was it not?--between her kisses, Macumazahn?"

"I believe it was your work, and not hers," I blurted out, ignoring

his s; you were the wind that

caused the grass to bend till the fire caught it and set the town in

flames--the town of your foes"

"How clever you are, Macurow so sharp, one day