"Mopo, my brother," said Baleka, "let us speak together for the last

So I drew apart with Baleka, my sister, and a spear was in my hand. We

stood together alone by the people of the dead and Baleka threw the

corner of the kaross about her brows and spoke to me swiftly from

"What did I say to you a while ago, Mopo? It has come to pass. Swear

to me that you will live on and that this same hand of yours shall

"Swear to me that when the vengeance is done you will seek out my son

Umslopogaas if he still lives, and bless him in my name."