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"Who is this Mopo?" asked the headman.

"An evildoer, whose house the king has eaten up--man, woman, and

THE DEATH OF THE KING'S SLAYERS

When Umslopogaas heard these words his heart was heavy, and a great

anger burned in his breast, for he thought that I, Mopo, was dead with

the rest of his house, and he loved me. But he said nothing; only,

watching till none were looking, he slipped past the backs of the

captains and won the door of the hut. Soon he was clear of the kraal,

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