Umhlangana, brothers of the king, were there, for Chaka would not

suffer them to depart, fearing lest they should plot against him, and

he looked on them always with an angry eye, so that they trembled for

their lives, though they dared not show their fear lest fate should

follow fear. But I guessed it, and like a snake I wound myself into

their secrets, and we talked together darkly and in hints. But of that

presently, my father, for I must tell of the coming of Masilo, he who

would have wed Zinita, and whom Umslopogaas the Slaughterer had driven