y gave me； and I ate it thankfully。 I was feeling better； and I think a pipe would have almost completed my cure。
But when I stood up I found that I was worse than I had thought。 The truth is； I was leg…weary； which you often see in horses； but rarely in men。 What the proper explanation is I do not know； but the muscles simply refuse to answer the direction of the will。 I found my legs sprawling like a child's who is learning to walk。
'If you want me to go to the Inkulu； you must carry me；' I said； as I dropped once more on the ground。
The men nodded； and set to work to make a kind of litter out of their knobkerries and some old ropes they carried。 As they worked and chattered I looked idly at the left bank of the ravine … that is； the left as you ascend it。 Some of Machudi's men had come down there； and； though the place looked sheer and perilous； I saw how they had managed it。 I followed out bit by bit the track upwards； not with any thought of escape； but merely to keep my mind under control。 The right road was from the foot of the pool up a long shelf to a clump of juniper。 Then there was an easy chimney； then a piece of good hand…and…foot climbing； and last； another ledge which led by an easy gradient to the top。 I figured all this out as I have heard a condemned man will count the windows of the houses on his way to the scaffold。
Presently the litter was ready； and the men made signs to me to get into it。 They carried me down the ravine and up the Machudi burn to the green walls at its head。 I admired their bodily fitness； for they bore me up those steep slopes with never a halt； zigzagging in the proper style of mountain transport。 In less than an hour we had topped the ridge； and the plateau was before me。
It looked very homelike and gracious； rolling in gentle undulations to the western horizon； with clumps of wood in its hollows。 Far away I saw smoke rising from what should be the village of the Iron Kranz。 It was the country of my own people； and my captors behoved to go cautiously。 They were old hands at veld…craft； and it was wonderful the way in which they kept out of sight even on the bare ridges。 Arcoll could have taught them nothing in the art of scouting。 At an incredible pace they hurried me along； now in a meadow by a stream side； now through a patch of forest； and now skirting a green shoulder of hill。
Once they clapped down suddenly； and crawled into the lee of some thick bracken。 Then very quietly they tied my hands and feet； and； not urgently； wound a dirty length of cotton over my mouth。 Colin was meantime held tight and muzzled with a kind of bag strapped over his head。 To get this over his snapping jaws took the whole strength of the party。 I guessed that we were nearing the highroad which runs from the plateau down the Great Letaba valley to the mining township of Wesselsburg； away out on the plain。 The police patrols must be on this road； and there was risk in crossing。 Sure enough I seemed to catch a jingle of bridles as if from some company of men riding in haste。
We lay still for a little till the scouts came back and reported the coast clear。 Then we made a dart for the road； crossed it； and got into cover on the other side； where the ground sloped down to the Letaba glen。 I noticed in crossing that the dust of the highway was thick with the marks of shod horses。 I was very near and yet very far from my own people。
Once in the rocky gorge of the Letaba we advanced with less care。 We scrambled up a steep side gorge and came on to the small plateau from which the Cloud Mountains rise。 After that I was so tired that I drowsed away； heedless of the bumping of the litter。 We went up and up； and when I next opened my eyes we had gone through a pass into a hollow of the hills。 There was a flat space a mile or two square； and all round it stern black ramparts of rock。 This must be Inanda's Kraal； a strong place if ever one existed； for a few men could defend all the approaches。 Considering that I had warned Arcoll of this rendezvous； I marvelled that no attempt had been made to hold the entrance。 The place was impregnable unless guns were brought up to the heights。 I remember thinking of a story I had heard … how in the war Beyers took his guns into the Wolkberg； and thereby saved them from our troops。 Could Arcoll be meditating the same exploit？
Suddenly I heard the sound of loud voices； and my litter was dropped roughly on the ground。 I woke to clear consciousness in the midst of pandemonium。
CHAPTER XVI INANDA'S KRAAL
The vow was at an end。 In place of the silent army of yesterday a mob of maddened savages surged around me。 They were chanting a wild song； and brandishing spears and rifles to its accompaniment。 From their bloodshot eyes stared the lust of blood； the fury of conquest； and all the aboriginal passions on which Laputa had laid his spell。 In my mind ran a fragment from Laputa's prayer in the cave about the 'Terrible Ones。' Machudi's men … stout fellows； they held their ground as long as they could … were swept out of the way； and the wave of black savagery seemed to close over my head。
I thought my last moment had come。 Certainly it had but for Colin。 The bag had been taken from his head； and the fellow of Machudi's had dropped the rope round his collar。 In a red fury of wrath the dog leaped at my enemies。 Though every man of them was fully armed； they fell back； for I have noticed always that Kaffirs are mortally afraid of a white man's dog。 Colin had the sense to keep beside me。 Growling like a thunderstorm he held the ring around my litter。
The breathing space would not have lasted long； but it gave me time to get to my feet。 My wrists and feet had been unbound long before； and the rest had cured my leg…weariness。 I stood up in that fierce circle with the clear knowledge that my life hung by a hair。
'Take me to Inkulu；' I cried。 'Dogs and fools； would you despise his orders？ If one hair of my head is hurt； he will flay you alive。 Show me the way to him； and clear out of it。'
I dare say there was a break in my voice； for I was dismally frightened； but there must have been sufficient authority to get me a hearing。 Machudi's men closed up behind me； and repeated my words with flourishes and gestures。 But still the circle held。 No man came nearer me； but none moved so as to give me passage。
Then I screwed up my courage； and did the only thing possible。 I walked straight into the circle； knowing well that I was running no light risk。 My courage； as I have already explained； is of little use unless I am doing something。 I could not endure another minute of sitting still with those fierce eyes on me。
The circle gave way。 Sullenly they made a road for me； closing up behind on my guards； so that Machudi's men were swallowed in the mob； Alone I stalked forward with all that huge yelling crowd behind me。
I had not far to go。 Inanda's Kraal was a cluster of kyas and rondavels； shaped in a half…moon； with a flat space between the houses； where grew a big merula tree。 All around was a medley of little fires； with men squatted beside them。 Here and there a party had finished their meal； and were swaggering about with a great shouting。 The mob into which I had fallen was of this sort； and I saw others within the confines of the camp。 But around the merula tree there was a gathering of chiefs； if I could judge by the comparative quiet and dignity of the men； who sat in rows on the ground。 A few were standing； and among them I caught sight of Laputa's tall figure。 I strode towards it； wondering if the chiefs would let me pass。
The hubbub of my volunteer attendants brought the eyes of the company round to me。 In a second it seemed every man was on his feet。 I could only pray that Laputa would get to me before his friends had time to spear me。 I remember I fixed my eyes on a spur of hill beyond the kraal； and walked on with the best resolution I could find。 Already I felt in my breast some of the long thin assegais of Umbooni's men。
But Laputa did not intend that I should be butchered。 A word from him brought his company into order； and the next thing I knew I was facing him； where he stood in front of the biggest kya； with Henriques beside him； and some of the northern indunas。 Henriques looked ghastly in the clear morning light； and he had a linen rag bound round his head and jaw； as if he suffered from toothache。 His face was more livid； his eyes more bloodshot； and at the sight of me his hand went to his belt； and his teeth snapped。 But he held his peace； and it was Laputa who spoke。 He looked straight through me； and addressed Machudi's men。
'You have brought back the prisoner。 That is well； and your service will be remembered。 Go to 'Mpefu's camp on the hill there； and you will be given food。'
The men departed； and with them fell away the crowd which had followed me。 I was left； very giddy and dazed； to confront Laputa and his chiefs。 The whole scene was swimming before my eyes。 I remember there was a clucking of hens from somewhere behind the kraal； which called up ridiculous memories。 I was trying to remember the plan I had made in Machudi's glen。 I kept saying