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The king frowned. "It is not well to threaten a king." "We threaten not, we speak what is true. Try to kill us, O king, and learn." The great man put his hand to his forehead. "Go in peace," he said, at length. "To-night is the great dance. Ye shall see it. Fear not that I shall set a snare for ye. To-morrow I shall think." "It is well, O king," I answered, unconcernedly, and then, accompanied by Infadoos, we rose and went back to our kraal. |
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