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times seen in the vicinity of the camp； but he never seemed to speak to any
one； and he looked so harmless that the police did not even trouble to ask
him for the written pass which all natives are obliged by law to carry when
they move about the country。 The old man saluted Langley and asked in
his own language for a pipeful of tobacco。 Langley always carried some
loose leaves broken up in his pocket； so he at once pulled some of these
out and half filled the claw…like hand outstretched to receive them。 The old
native was voluble in his thanks。 There was a large ant…heap close to the
one on which he had been sitting； and on which he reseated himself while
filling his pipe。 Against this Langley leaned and took a good look at his
companion。 The man had a most extraordinary face。 His lower jaw and
cheek…bones were largely developed； but Langley hardly noticed this； so
struck was he with the strange formation of the upper jaw。 That portion of
the superior maxillary bone which lies between the sockets of the eye…
teeth protruded； with the sockets； to a remarkable degree； and instead of
being curved appeared to be quite straight。 The incisor teeth were very
large and white； but it was the development of the eye…teeth that was most
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startling。 These； besides being very massive； were produced below the
level of the incisors to a depth of nearly a quarter of an inch。 They
distinctly suggested to Langley the tusks of a baboon。
As is not very unusual with natives； the man was perfectly bald。 His
back was bent； and his limbs were somewhat shrunken； but he did not
appear in the least degree decrepit。 His eyelids were very red； and his eyes；
though dim； had a deep and intent look。 Ugly as was the man or perhaps
by virtue of his uglinesshe exercised a strange fascination over Langley。
The old man； whose name turned out to be Ghamba； proved himself a
talker after Langley's own heart。 They discussed all sorts of things。
Ghamba startled his hearer by his breadth of experience and his
shrewdness。 He said he was a 〃Hlubi〃 Kaffir from Qumbu； in the territory
of Griqualand East； but that he had for some time past been living in
Basutoland； which is situated just behind the frowning wall of the
Drakensberg； to the southwest of where they were speaking； and not
twenty miles distant。
They talked until it was time for Langley to return to camp。 He was so
pleased at the entertainment afforded by Ghamba that all the tobacco he
had with him found its way into the claw…like hand of that strange…
looking man of many experiences and quaint ideas。 So Langley asked him
to come to the ant…heap again on the following day； and have another talk
at the same hour。 This Ghamba； with a wide and prolonged exposure of his
teeth； readily agreed to do。
Langley was extremely voluble to Whitson that night over his new
acquaintance。 Whitson listened with his usual impassiveness； and then
asked Langley how it was that 〃an old loafing nigger；〃 as he expressed it；
had impressed him so remarkably。 Langley replied that he did not quite
know； but he thought the effect was largely due to the man's teeth。 But all
the same he was 〃a very entertaining old buffer。〃
Next afternoon Langley was so impatient to resume conversation with
his new friend that he repaired to the ant…heap quite half an hour before the
appointed time。 He had not； however； long to wait； as Ghamba soon
appeared； emerging from a donga a couple of hundred yards away。
Langley was more impressed than ever。 Ghamba told him all about the
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Basutos； among whom he had lived； about the old days in Natal； before
even the Dutch occupation； when Tshaka's impis wiped whole tribes out of
existence； of the recent wars in Zululand and the Cape Colony； and as to
the probability of future disturbances。 Charmed as was Langley by the old
man's conversation； he felt that on this occasion there was a little too much
of it； that Ghamba was not nearly so good a listener as he had been on the
previous day； so when the latter at length put a question to him； thus
affording an opportunity for the exercise of his own pentup loquacity；
Langley felt elated； more especially as several inquiries were grouped
together in the one asking。 Ghamba asked whether anything had been
heard of Umhlonhlo； whether the capture of that fugitive rebel was
considered likely； and whether it was true that a reward of five hundred
pounds had been offered by the government for his capture； dead or alive。
Umhlonhlo； it will be remembered； was the Pondomise chief who
rebelled in 1880； treacherously murdered Mr。 Hope； the magistrate of
Qumbu； and his two companions； and who has since been an outlaw with
a price on his head。
Langley replied to the effect that it was quite true such a reward had
been offered as to Umhlonhlo's whereabouts； but that the government
believed him to be in Pondoland； that he was sure to be captured
eventually； that he； Langley； only wished he knew where Umhlonhlo was；
so as to have the chance of making five hundred pounds with which to buy
a certain nice little farm he knew of； and that should he ever succeed in
obtaining the reward； and consequently in taking his discharge and
purchasing the farm； he would be jolly glad if old Ghamba would come
and live with him。 This is only some of what he said； when Langley's
tongue got into motion； he seemed to have some difficulty in stopping it。
However； he paused at last； and then Ghamba； looking very intently at
him； said：
〃Look here； can you keep a secret？〃
Here was a mystery。
〃Rather！〃 said Langley。
〃Will you swear by the name of God that you will not reveal what I
have to tell you？〃
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Langley swore。
Ghamba drew near until his teeth were within a few inches of
Langley's cheek； and said in a whisper：
〃I know where Umhlonhlo is。〃
Langley started； an