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nd deep went through the Wangoni ranks. What was this? They had been ordered to charge--been signalled to charge, and now they were forbidden to enter the village. "El Afa" (the serpent) had been absent from the expedition, and now turned up here, alone. Savages are ever suspicious, and these were no exception to the rule of their kind. "_Whau_, what does it mean?" half sneered their leader, scowling resentfully upon Laurence as the warriors crowded around, growling like a pack of baffled wolves. "Had we not better send some in to see if these dogs are indeed all dead?" "Not so, Mashumbwe," was the unconcerned reply. "Tarry until the others arrive, then will we act together." But a furious clamour arose at the words. The Wangoni did not entirely believe the explanation; and to further their doubts there now arose from the inside of the huts the puling wail of infants which the mothers had not been entirely able to stifle. "_Au_, we will add those to the death number, at least," said the chief, giving the signal to his followers to advance. "Not so!" said Laurence decisively. "Hearken, Mashumbwe, you are chief of your own people, but I am chief of all--_of all_! Not a man stirs until El Khanac comes up. Not a man, do you hear?" Mashumbwe tossed back his ringed head, and his eyes glared. He was a tall, fine savage, with all the pride of mien inseparable from his rank and Zulu blood. Thus they stood, the savage and the white man, looking into each other's eyes; the one in a blaze of haughty anger, the other cool, resolute, and absolutely unflinching. How it would end Heaven alone knew. But now the very thing that Laurence had been longing for happened. A hurried murmur ran through the Wangoni lines. The main body of the slave-hunters had emerged from the scrub, and had quietly surrounded the village. Laurence was satisfied. He had gained time so far, and with it his object. "What astonishing freak is this, Stanninghame?" said Hazon, who, having taken in the situation at a glance, was promptly at his colleague's side, displaying, too, the piece of pencilled board. "What becomes of our pact when such a consideration as this comes in?" he continued, meaningly tapping the inscription on the board. "Have we obtained all we wanted on those terms up till now, or not?" "No, we haven't; but now, having obtained almost all we wanted, we can afford to do this for once. If it had been your life instead of mine the
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