like men at teeth of the ghosts, and that though they shook with
fear. Then Umslopogaas howled aloud, and howled Galazi, and they flung
themselves upon the soldiers and the people of the kraal, and with them
came the wolves. Then a crying and a baying rose up to heaven as the
grey wolves leaped and bit and tore. Little they heeded the spears and
kerries of the soldiers. Some were killed, but the rest did not stay.
Presently the knots of men broke up, and to each man wolves hung by twos
and threes, dragging him to earth. Some few fled, indeed, but the wolves
hunted them by gaze and scent, and pulled them down before they passed
the gates of the kraal.

The Wolf-Brethren also ravened with the rest. Busy was the Watcher, and
many bowed beneath him, and often the spear of Umslopogaas flashed in
the moonlight. It was finished; none were left living in that kraal, and
the wolves growled sullenly as they took their fill, they who had been
hungry for many days. Now the brethren met, and laughed in their wolf
joy, because they had slaughtered those who were sent out to slaughter.
They called to the wolves, bidding them search the huts, and the wolves
entered the huts as dogs enter a thicket, and killed those who lurked
there, or drove them forth to be slain without. Presently a man, great
and tall, sprang from the last of the huts, where he had hidden himself,
and the wolves outside rushed on him to drag him down. But Umslopogaas
beat them back, for he had seen the face of the man: it was that captain
whom Chaka had sent out to kill him. He beat them back, and stalked up
to the captain, saying: "Greeting to you, captain of the king! Now
tell us what is your errand here, beneath the shadow of her who sits
in stone?" And he pointed with his spear to the Grey Witch on the Ghost
Mountain, on which the moon shone bright.

Now the captain had a great heart, though he had hidden from the wolves,
and answered boldly:--

"What is that to you, wizard? Your ghost wolves had made an end of my
errand. Let them make an end of me also."

"Be not in haste, captain," said Umslopogaas. "Say, did you not seek a
certain youth, the son of Mopo?"

"That is so," answered the captain. "I sought one youth, and I have
found many evil spirits." And he looked at the wolves tearing their
prey, and shuddered.

"Say, captain," quoth Umslopogaas, drawing back his hood of wolf's hide
so that the moonlight fell upon his face, "is this the face of that
you