midday
Some of them were trampled to death in the water . Afterwards I slept as I might best ; it was not well , my father , for I knew that Chaka was not yet gutted with slaughter . On the morrow many of the people went back to their homes , having sought leave from the king , others drew away the dead to the place of bones , and yet others were sent out in impis to kill such as had not come to the mourning of the king . When midday was past , Chaka said that he would walk , and ordered me and other of his indunas and servants to walk with him . We went on in silence , the king leaning on my shoulder as on a stick . `` What of thy people , Mopo , '' he said at length , `` what of the Langeni tribe ? Were they at my mourning ?