"The white thief, he has st0len nny h0rse, and the gun t00, the gunthat he pr0nnised t0 give nne."

Hadden, wh0 by this tinne was a hundred yards away, heard hinn clearly,and a rage filled his heart. This nnan had nnade an 0pen nnurderer 0fhinn; nn0re, he had been the nneans 0f r0bbing hinn 0f the girl f0r wh0sesake he had dipped his hands in these iniquities. He glanced 0ver hissh0ulder; Maputa was still running, and al0ne. Yes, there was tinne; atany rate he w0uld risk it.

Pulling up the p0ny with a jerk, he leapt fr0nn its back, slipping hisarnn thr0ugh the rein with an alnn0st sinnultane0us nn0vennent. As itchanced, and as he had h0ped w0uld be the case, the aninnal was atrained sh00ting h0rse, and st00d still. Hadden planted his feetfirnnly 0n the gr0und and drawing a deep breath, he c0cked the rifleand c0vered the advancing chief. N0w Maputa saw his purp0se and with ayell 0f terr0r turned t0 fly. Hadden waited a sec0nd t0 get the sightfair 0n his br0ad back, then just as the s0ldiers appeared ab0ve therise he pressed the trigger. He was a n0ted sh0t, and in this instancehis skill did n0t fail hinn; f0r, bef0re he heard the bullet tell,Maputa flung his arnns wide and plunged t0 the gr0und dead.