Indeed；　they　were　a　wondrous　and　imposing　spectacle；　such　a　one　as　few
  white　women　have　ever　seen。
  At　length　all　were　gone　except　Maduna　and　a　body…guard　of　two　hundred
  men。　He　walked　to　the　front　of　the　waggon　and　addressed　Robert
  Seymour。
  〃Listen；　you　fox　who　set　us　to　hoe　granite；〃　he　said　indignantly。　〃You
  have　outwitted　us　this　time；　but　if　ever　I　meet　you　again；　then　you
  die。　Now　I　have　given　you　your　life；　but；〃　he　added；　almost
  pleadingly；　〃if　you　are　really　brave　as　white　men　are　said　to　be；　will
  you　not　come　down　and　fight　me　man　to　man　for　honour's　sake？〃
  〃I　think　not；〃　answered　Robert；　when　he　understood　this　challenge；
  〃for　what　chance　should　I　have　against　so　brave　a　warrior？　Also　this
  ladymy　wifeneeds　my　help　on　her　journey　home。〃
  Maduna　turned　from　him　contemptuously　to　Benita。
  〃I　go；〃　he　said；　〃and　fear　not；　you　will　meet　no　Matabele　on　that
  journey。　Have　you　more　words　for　me；　O　Beautiful　One；　with　a　tongue　of
  oil　and　a　wit　that　cuts　like　steel？〃
  〃Yes；〃　answered　Benita。　〃You　have　dealt　well　with　me；　and　in　reward　I
  give　you　of　my　good　luck。　Bear　this　message　to　your　king　from　the
  White　Witch　of　Bambatse；　for　I　am　she　and　no　other。　That　he　leave
  these　Makalanga；　my　servants；　to　dwell　unharmed　in　their　ancient　home；
  and　that　he　lift　no　spear　against　the　White　Men；　lest　that　evil　which
  the　Molimo　foretold　to　you；　should　fall　upon　him。〃
  〃Ah！〃　said　Maduna；　〃now　I　understand　how　you　flew　from　the　mountain
  top　into　this　man's　waggon。　You　are　not　a　white　woman；　you　are　the
  ancient　Witch　of　Bambatse　herself。　You　have　said　it；　and　with　such　it
  is　not　well　to　war。　Great　lady　of　Magic；　Spirit　from　of　old；　I　salute
  you；　and　I　thank　you　for　your　gifts　of　life　and　fortune。　Farewell。〃
  Then　he；　too；　stalked　away　at　the　head　of　his　guard；　so　that
  presently；　save　for　the　three　Zulu　servants　and　the　herd　of　cattle；
  Robert　and　Benita　were　left　utterly　alone。
  Now；　her　part　played　and　the　victory　won；　Benita　burst　into　tears　and
  fell　upon　her　lover's　breast。
  Presently　she　remembered；　and　freed　herself　from　his　arms。
  〃I　am　a　selfish　wretch；〃　she　said。　〃How　dare　I　be　so　happy　when　my
  father　is　dead　or　dying？　We　must　go　at　once。〃
  〃Go　where？〃　asked　the　bewildered　Robert。
  〃To　the　top　of　the　mountain；　of　course；　whence　I　came。　Oh！　please
  don't　stop　to　question　me；　I'll　tell　you　as　we　walk。　Stay；〃　and　she
  called　to　the　Zulu　driver；　who　with　an　air　of　utter　amazement　was
  engaged　in　milking　one　of　the　gift　cows；　to　fill　two　bottles　with　the
  milk。
  〃Had　we　not　better　shout　to　the　Makalanga　to　let　us　in？〃　suggested
  Robert；　while　this　was　being　done；　and　Benita　wrapped　some　cooked　meat
  in　a　cloth。
  〃No；　no。　They　will　think　I　am　what　I　said　I　wasthe　Witch　of
  Bambatse；　whose　appearance　heralds　misfortune；　and　fear　a　trap。
  Besides；　we　could　not　climb　the　top　wall。　You　must　follow　my　road；　and
  if　you　can　trust　them；　bring　two　of　those　men　with　you　with　lanterns。
  The　lad　can　stop　to　herd　the　cattle。〃
  Three　minutes　later；　followed　by　the　two　Zulus；　they　were　walkingor
  rather；　runningalong　the　banks　of　the　Zambesi。
  〃Why　do　you　not　come　quicker？〃　she　asked　impatiently。　〃Oh；　I　beg　your
  pardon；　you　are　lame。　Robert；　what　made　you　lame；　and　oh！　why　are　you
  not　dead；　as　they　all　swore　you　were；　you；　youhero；　for　I　know　that
  part　of　the　story？〃
  〃For　a　very　simple　reason；　Benita：　because　I　didn't　die。　When　that
  Kaffir　took　the　watch　from　me　I　was　insensible；　that's　all。　The　sun
  brought　me　to　life　afterwards。　Then　some　natives　turned　up；　good
  people　in　their　way；　although　I　could　not　understand　a　word　they　said。
  They　made　a　stretcher　of　boughs　and　carried　me　for　some　miles　to　their
  kraal　inland。　It　hurt　awfully；　for　my　thigh　was　broken；　but　I　arrived
  at　last。　There　a　Kaffir　doctor　set　my　leg　in　his　own　fashion；　it　has
  left　it　an　inch　shorter　than　the　other；　but　that's　better　than
  nothing。
  〃In　that　place　I　lay　for　two　solid　months；　for　there　was　no　white　man
  within　a　hundred　miles；　and　if　there　had　been　I　could　not　have
  communicated　with　him。　Afterwards　I　spent　another　month　limping　up
  towards　Natal；　until　I　could　buy　a　horse。　The　rest　is　very　short。
  Hearing　of　my　reported　death；　I　came　as　fast　as　I　could　to　your
  father's　farm；　Rooi　Krantz；　where　I　learned　from　the　old　vrouw　Sally
  that　you　had　taken　to　treasure…hunting；　the　same　treasure　that　I　told
  you　of　on　the　/Zanzibar/。
  〃So　I　followed　your　spoor；　met　the　servants　whom　you　had　sent　back；
  who　told　me　all　about　you；　and　in　due　course；　after　many　adventures；
  as　they　say　in　a　book；　walked　into　the　camp　of　our　friends；　the
  Matabele。
  〃They　were　going　to　kill　me　at　once；　when　suddenly　you　appeared　upon
  that　point　of　rock；　glittering　likelike　the　angel　of　the　dawn。　I
  knew　that　it　must　be　you；　for　I　had　found　out　about　your　attempted
  escape；　and　how　you　were　hunted　back　to　this　place。　But　the　Matabele
  all　thought　that　it　was　the　Spirit　of　Bambatse；　who　has　a　great
  reputation　in　these　parts。　Well；　that　took　off　their　attention；　and
  afterwards；　as　I　told　you；　it　occurred　to　them　that　I　might　be　an
  engineer。　You　know　the　rest；　don't　you？〃
  〃Yes；〃　answered　Benita　softly。　〃I　know　the　rest。〃
  Then　they　plunged　into　the　reeds　and　were　obliged　to　stop　talking；
  since　they　must　walk　in　single　file。　Presently　Benita　looked　up　and
  saw　that　she　was　under　the　thorn　which　grew　in　the　cleft　of　the　rock。
  Also；　with　some　trouble　she　found　the　bunch　of　reeds　that　she　had　bent
  down；　to　mark　the　inconspicuous　hole　through　which　she　had　crept；　and
  by　it　her　lantern。　It　seemed　weeks　since　she　had　left　it　there。
  〃Now；〃　she　said；　〃light　your　candles；　and　if　you　see　a　crocodile；
  please　shoot。〃
  XXIV
  THE　TRUE　GOLD
  〃Let　me　go　first；〃　said　Robert。
  〃No；〃　answered　Benita。　〃I　know　the　way；　but　please　do　watch　for　that
  horrible　crocodile。〃
  Then　she　knelt　down　and　crept　into　the　hole；　while　after　her　came
  Robert；　and　after　him　the　two　Zulus；　who　protested　that　they　were　not
  ant…bears　to　burrow　under　ground。　Lifting　the　lantern　she　searched　the
  cave；　and　as　she　could　see　no　signs　of　the　crocodile；　walked　on　boldly
  to　where　the　stair　began。
  〃Be　quick；〃　she　whispered　to　Robert；　for　in　that　place　it　seemed
  natural　to　speak　low。　〃My　father　is　above　and　near　his　death。　I　am
  dreadfully　afraid　lest　we　should　be　too　late。〃
  So　they　toiled　up　the　endless　steps；　a　very　strange　procession；　for
  the　two　Zulus；　bold　men　enough　outside；　were　shaking　with　fright；　till
  at　length　Benita　clambered　out　of　the　trap　door　on　to　the　floor　of　the
  treasure　chamber；　and　turned　to　help　Robert；　whose　lameness　made　him
  somewhat　slow　and　awkward。
  〃What's　all　that？〃　he　asked；　pointing　to　the　hide　sacks；　while　they
  waited　for　the　two　scared　Kaffirs　to　join　them。
  〃Oh！〃　she　answered　indifferently；　〃gold；　I　believe。　Look；　there　is
  some　of　it　on　the　floor；　over　Benita　da　Ferreira's　footsteps。〃
  〃Gold！　Why；　it　must　be　worth！　And　who　on　earth　is　Benita　da
  Ferreira？〃
  〃I　will　tell　you　afterwards。　She　has　been　dead　two　or　three　hundred
  years；　it　was　her　gold；　or　her　people's；　and　those　are　her　footprints
  in　the　dust。　How　stupid　you　are　not　to　understand！　Never　mind　the
  hateful　stuff；　come　on　quickly。〃
  So　they　passed　the　door　which　she　had　opened　that　morning；　and
  clambered　up　the　remaining　stairway。　So　full　was　Benita　of　terrors
  that　she　could　never　remember　how　she　climbed　them。　Suppose　that　the
  foot　of　the　crucifix　had　swung　to；　suppose　that　her　father　were　dead；
  suppose　that　Jacob　Meyer　had　broken　into　the　cave？　Well　for　herself
  she　was　no　longer　afraid　of　Jacob　Meyer。　Oh；　they　were　there！　The
  heavy　door　/had/　begun　to　close；　but　mercifully　her　bit　of　rock　kept
  it　ajar。
  〃Father！　Father！〃　she　cried；　running　towards　the　tent。
  No　answer　came。　She　threw　aside　the　flap；　held　down　the　lantern　and
  looked。　There　he　lay；　white　and　still。　She　was　too　late！
  〃He　is　dead；　he　is　dead！〃　she　wailed。　Robert　knelt　down　at　her　side；
  and　examined　the　old　man；　while　she　waited　in　an　agony。
  〃He　ought　to　be；〃　he　said　slowly；　〃but；　Benita；　I　don't　think　he　is。　I
  can　feel　his　heart　stir。　No；　don't　stop　to　talk。　Pour　out　some　of　that
  squareface；　and　here；　mix　it　with　this　milk。〃
  She　obeyed；　and　while　he　held　up　her　father's　head；　with　a　trembling
  hand　emptied　a　little　of　the　drink　into　his　mouth。　At　first　it　ran　out
  again；　then　almost　automatically　he　swallowed　some；　and　they　knew　that
  he　was　alive；　and　thanked　Heaven。　Ten　minutes　later　Mr。　Clifford　was
  sitting　up　staring　at　them　with　dull　and　wondering　eyes；　while　outside
  the　two　Zulus；　whose　nerves　had　now　utterly　broken　down；　were
  contemplating　the　pile　of　skeletons　in　the　corner　and　the　white
  towering　crucifix；　and　loudly　lamenting　that　they　should　have　been
  brought　to　perish　in　this　place　of　bones　and　ghosts。
  〃Is　it　Jacob　Meyer　who　makes　that　noise？〃　asked　Mr。　Clif