Once more they
drew near the lap of the Grey Witch where the cave was. On rushed the
bull, mad with fear. He ran so swiftly that the wolves were left behind,
since here for a space the ground was level to his feet. Galazi looked
on Umslopogaas at his side, and grinned.

"You do not run so ill, my brother, who have been sick of late. See now
if you can outrun me! Who shall touch the quarry first?"

Now the bull was ahead by two spear-throws. Umslopogaas looked and
grinned back at Galazi. "Good!" he cried, "away!"

They sped forward with a bound, and for awhile it seemed to Umslopogaas
as though they stood side by side, only the bull grew nearer and nearer.
Then he put out his strength and the swiftness of his feet, and lo! when
he looked again he was alone, and the bull was very near. Never were
feet so swift as those of Umslopogaas. Now he reached the bull as he
laboured on. Umslopogaas placed his hands upon the back of the bull and
leaped; he was on him, he sat him as you white men sit a horse. Then he
lifted the spear in his hand, and drove it down between the shoulders
to the spine, and of a sudden the great buffalo staggered, stopped, and
fell dead.

Galazi came up. "Who now is the swiftest, Galazi?" cried Umslopogaas,
"I, or you, or your wolf host?"

"You are the swiftest, Umslopogaas," said Galazi, gasping for his
breath. "Never did a man run as you run, nor ever shall again."

Now the wolves streamed up, and would have torn the carcase, but Galazi
beat them back, and they rested awhile. Then Galazi said, "Let us cut
meat from the bull with a spear."

So they cut meat from the bull, and when they had finished Galazi
motioned to the wolves, and they fell upon the carcase, fighting
furiously. In a little while nothing was left except the larger bones,
and yet each wolf had but a little.

Then they went back to the cave and slept.

Afterwards Umslopogaas told Galazi all his tale, and Galazi asked him if
he would abide with him and be his brother, and rule with him over the
wolf-kind, or seek his father Mopo at the kraal of Chaka.

Umslopogaas said that it was rather in his mind to seek his sister Nada,
for he was weary of the kraal of Chaka, but he thought of Nada day and
night.

"Where, then, is Nada, your sister?" asked Galazi.

"She sleeps in the caves of your people, Galazi; she tarries with the
Halakazi."

"Stay awhile, Umslopogaas," cried Galazi; "stay till we are men indeed.
Then we will seek