"Yes, brother," she answered, "but what waits us there? Death is
behind us and before us--we are in the middle of death."
Presently we came to a path that ran to the kraal from the ford of the
Umfolozi. It was by it that the Impi had travelled. We followed the
path till at last we were but half an hour's journey from the kraal.
Then we looked back, and lo! there behind us were the pursuers--five
of them--one had drowned in crossing the river.
Again we ran, but now we were weak, and they gained upon us. Then once