There, sure enough, in dim and
solemn outline, though still far off, I perceived rank upon rank of
men, armed men, for the light glimmered faintly upon their spears.
"What is to be done, Macumazana?" asked Mavovo.
"Have breakfast, I think," I answered. "If we are going to be killed
it may as well be after breakfast as before," and calling the
trembling Sammy, I instructed him to make the coffee. Also I awoke
Stephen and explained the situation to him.
"Capital!" he answered. "No doubt these are the Mazitu, and we have
found them much more easily than we expected. People generally take
such a lot of hunting for in this confounded great country."
"That's not such a bad way of looking at things," I answered, "but
would you be good enough to go round the camp and make it clear that
not on any account is anyone to fire without orders. Stay, collect all
the guns from those slaves, for heaven knows what they will do with
them if they are frightened!"
Stephen nodded and sauntered off with three or four of the hunters.
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