hurled themselves into the rift by thousands, being eager to put the

matter to the proof. And now it seems that thy brother has lost the

bet, for there is yet place for one yonder ere the donga is full.

Then, my sister, thy brother Mopo brought it to my mind that there was

still one of the Langeni tribe left upon the earth, who, should she

sleep in that place, would turn the bet in his favour, and prayed me

to send for her. So, my sister, as I would not take that which I have

not won, I have done so, and now do thou go apart and talk with Mopo,