upon so many, and though I trust I am a Christian, I cannot say that I
felt sorry for him.

"The assegai sped on and struck one of the women who had hold of the
unfortunate Every, piercing through her arm. This made her leave go, an
example that the other women quickly followed, so that Every fell to the
ground, where he lay gasping.

"'Kill the witches,' roared Nala, in a voice of thunder, pointing to the
group of women.

"'Nay,' gasped Every, 'spare them. He made them do it,' and he pointed
to the human fiend in the trap. Then Maiwa waved her hand to us to
fall back, for the moment of her vengeance was come. We did so, and she
strode up to her lord, and flinging the white robe from her stood before
him, her fierce beautiful face fixed like stone.

"'Who am I?' she cried in so terrible a voice that he ceased his yells.
'Am I that woman who was given to thee for wife, and whose child thou
slewest? Or am I an avenging spirit come to see thee die?

"'What is this?' she went on, drawing the withered baby-hand from the
pouch at her side.

"'Is it the hand of a babe? and how came that hand to be thus alone?
What cut it off from the babe? and where is the babe? Is it a hand? or
is it the vision of a hand that shall presently tear thy throat?

"'Where are thy soldiers, Wambe? Do they sleep and eat and go forth to
do thy bidding? or are they perchance dead and scattered like the winter
leaves?'

"He groaned and rolled his eyes while the fierce-faced woman went on.

"'Art thou still a chief, Wambe? or does another take thy place and
power, and say, Lord, what doest thou there? and what is that slave's
leglet upon thy knee?

"'Is it a dream, Wambe, great lord and chief? or'--and she lifted her
clenched hands and shook them in his face--'hath a woman's vengeance
found thee out and a woman's wit o'ermatched thy tyrannous strength? and
art thou about to slowly die in torments horrible to think on, oh, thou
accursed murderer of little children?'

"And with one wild scream she dashed the dead hand of the child straight
into his face, and then fell senseless on the floor. As for the demon
in the trap, he shrank back so far as its iron bounds would allow, his
yellow eyes starting out of his head with pain and terror, and then once
more began to yell.

"The scene was more than I could bear.

"'Nala,' I said, 'this must stop. That man is a fiend, but he must not
be left to die there. See thou to it.'

"'Nay," answered