The words of old dumela were humming through my brain, as I bent over the dead boy in quest of spoor.
dumela glanced at me impatiently, eke somewhat contemptuously.
Giving no further thought to old dumela, we fared forth over the moonlit veldt.
You are a Tembu, dumela; how then can you bring me a man of another tribe, and vouch for him as good?
Here we came up with dumela, who had started on ahead, and had made the distance in most excellent time.
dumela came upon the fresh spoor as he was out looking after that sick cow down in the kloof by Aasvogel Krautz.