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promises from Whitson not to divulge the great secret which he confided 

to him。 Whitson agreed at once to join in the enterprise; which was one 

after his own heart。 

     Next   day   the   three   met   at   the   big   ant…heap;   and   Whitson   was   very 

much impressed by Ghamba's teeth。 He told Langley afterward that they 



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reminded   him   of   a   picture   of   the   devil   which   he   had   seen   in   a   copy   of 

〃Pilgrim's   Progress。〃   The   old   man's   story   appeared;   however;   consistent 

enough; in spite of his peculiar dentition。 

     So; after a short conversation; Langley and Whitson returned to camp; 

having   made   an   appointment   to   meet   Ghamba   again   on   the   following 

morning at sunrise; so as to finally arrange as to time of starting; etc。 They 

went at once to the officer in charge of the detachment and applied for ten 

days' leave of absence for the purpose of proceeding to Pietermaritzburg; 

which was at once granted。 

     Next   morning   they   met   Ghamba   again;   and   agreed   to   start   on   their 

expedition that evening。 He explained that they must do all their traveling 

by night;  and lie   by  during   the day; because   it   would   never   do   for him; 

Ghamba; to run the risk of being recognised by persons whom they might 

meet。   For   the   sake   of   his   Hlubi   relations   who   were   living   among   the 

Pondomise   at      Qumbu;      it  was   absolutely   necessary   that     he   should    not 

appear in the transaction at all。 Were it ever to be even suspected that he 

had betrayed the chief; not alone would he be certainly killed; but all his 

relations would be shunned by the other natives。 He was an old man; so 

for him; personally;  nothing mattered very  much; but a   man is bound   to 

consider the interests of his family。 Travelling only by night; and lying still 

and     hidden     during     the    day;    were    therefore     absolutely      necessary 

stipulations; and Langley and Whitson agreed to them as intelligible and 

reasonable。   All   being   settled;     the   latter   started  for   the  camp;   Ghamba 

baring his teeth excessively as they walked away。 

       At dusk on the evening of the same day; Langley and Whitson met 

Ghamba once more at the large ant…heap; and the three at once proceeded 

on   their   course。  The   only   arms   taken   were   revolvers   of   the   government 

regulation   pattern   (breech…loading   central   fire)。   They   carried   provisions 

calculated to last eight days; but took no blankets on account of having to 

travel    at   night。    When     Ghamba       volunteered      to   relieve    them    of   a 

considerable   share   of   their   respective   loads;   Langley   and   Whitson   were 

filled with grateful surprise。 

     The plan was as follows: Whitson was to shoot Umhlonhlo; and then 

remain in the cave while Langley returned to the camp to report what had 



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been done; and cause persons who could identify the body to be sent for。 

They   seem   to   have   had   no   scruples   as   to   the   deed   they   meant   to   do; 

certainly  Umhlonhlo   deserved   no   more   mercy  than   a   beast   of   prey。   Nor 

does it seem to have struck them that possibly they might shoot the wrong 

man。     But   there   was   an   air  of  conviction    about    the  manner     in  which 

Ghamba showed his teeth when asked whether he was positive as to the 

identity of the man in the cave; that would have dissipated the doubts of 

most men。 Besides this; he drew out the written undertaking which they 

had delivered to him; and said; with a profoundly businesslike look: 

     〃Do I not want the money? Should I take all this trouble if I did not 

know what I were doing?〃 

     They walked all night; only resting once or twice for a few minutes。 It 

was found that Ghamba; in spite of his age; was an extremely good walker; 

and when they halted at daylight; Langley was so done up that he could 

not have held out for another half…hour。 Whitson; the wiry; had not yet felt 

the least fatigue。 

     This march had taken them to the very foot of the Drakensberg range; 

and   they   rested   in   a   valley   between   two   of   its   main   spurs。   Here   they 

remained all day; comfortably located in a sheltered nook where there was 

plenty of dry grass。 Their resting…place was encircled by immense rocks。 

Although the surrounding country was desolate to a degree; and neither a 

human   being   nor   an   animal   was   to   be   seen;   Ghamba   would   not   hear   of 

their lighting   a  fire  nor  leaving the  spot   where  they  rested。 The  weather 

was   clear;   and   neither   too   warm   nor   too   cold。   They   slept   at   intervals 

during the day; and at evening felt quite recovered from their fatigue。 

     At   nightfall   they   again   started;   their   course   leading   steeply   up   the 

gorge in which they had rested。 Although the pathway became more and 

more indistinct; Ghamba appeared never to be at a loss。 Langley several 

times   shuddered;   when   they   passed   by   the   very   edge   of   some   immense 

precipice;   or   clambered   along   some   steep   mountain…side;   where   a   false 

step   would   have   meant   destruction。   He   began   to   show   signs   of   fatigue 

soon after midnight; so at Ghamba's suggestion a considerable portion of 

his load was transferred to the shoulders of Whitson; who seemed to be as 

tireless as Ghamba himself。 



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     At   daybreak   they   halted   in   the   depths   of   another   tremendous   gorge 

with     precipitous     sides。    The    scenery     in   this   particular    area    of   the 

Drakensberg        range;    the   neighbourhood        of   the  Mont     aux    Sources;     is 

indescribably  grand   and   impressive;   and   is   quite   unlike   anything   else   in 

South     Africa。    Enormous       and    fantastically    shaped     mountains      are  here 

huddled   together   indiscriminately;   and   between   them   wind   and   double 

deep   gloomy   gorges;   along   the   bottoms   of   which   mighty   boulders   are 

thickly   strewn。   On   dizzy   ledge   and   steep   slope   dense   thickets   of   wild 

bamboo   grow;   and   a   few   stunted   trees   fill   some   of   the   less   deep   clefts; 

wherever the sunshine can penetrate。 Splendid as is the scenery; its gloom; 

its stillness; its naked crags and peaks; its dark depths that seem to cleave 

to the very vitals of the earth; become so oppressive that; after a few days 

spent among them; the traveller is filled with repulsion and almost horror。 

Few   living   things   have   their   home   there。 You   might   meet   an   occasional 

〃klipspringer〃   (an   antelope;   in   habits   and   appearance   somewhat   like   the 

chamois); a wandering troop of baboons; and now and then a herd of eland 

in   the   more    grassy    areas。   There    are   said   to  be   a  few   Bushmen       still 

haunting the caves; but they are seldom or never seen。 

     In the afternoon the sun shone into the gorge in which the travellers 

were resting; and for a few hours the heat was very oppressive。 Whitson 

examined   his   revolver;   removing   the   cartridges   and   replacing   them   by 

others。 He then lay down to sleep; asking Langley to remain awake and 

keep a lookout。 He had a vague feeling of uneasiness which he could not 

overcome。 Langley promised to keep awake; but he was too tired to do so。 

He sat with his back against a rock; and; after some futile efforts to keep 

his eyes open; fell fast asleep。 By…and…by Ghamba woke him gently; and; 

pointing   to   Whitson;   whose   revolver  lay   in   the   leather   case   close   to   his 

hand; whispered: 

     〃Did he not tell you to keep awake?〃 

     Langley was grateful for this evidence of consideration; but he could 

not    quite   make     out  how     Ghamba      had    been   able    to  understand      what 

Whitson had said。 However; when the latter awoke; Langley said nothing 

to him about having disobeyed instructions。 

     Ghamba   said   that   about   two   hours'   walk   would   now   bring   them   to 



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Umhlonhlo's cave; so they started off briskly at dusk。 Their course now led 

for   some   distance   along   a   mountain   ledge   covered   with   wild   bamboo; 

through   which   the      pathway  

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