"'What ails you, people of my house, that you walk backwards like men

bewitched, and who is that tall and deathly man who comes toward you?'

"But still they drew on backward, saying no word, the little children

clinging to the women, the women clinging to the men, till they had

passed the old wife and ranged themselves behind her like a regiment

of soldiers. Then they halted against the fence of the kraal. But I

came on to the old woman, and lifted him who sat upon my shoulders,

and placed him on the ground before her, saying, 'Woman, here is your