"'Do these elephants sleep?' I whispered to the astonished Gobo.

"'Yes, Macumazahn, they sleep.'

"'Nay, Gobo, they are dead.'

"'Dead? How can they be dead? Who killed them?'

"'What do people call me, Gobo?'

"'They call you Macumazahn.'

"'And what does Macumazahn mean?'

"'It means the man who keeps his eyes open, the man who gets up in the
night.'

"'Yes, Gobo, and I am that man. Look, you idle, lazy cowards; while you
slept last night I rose, and alone I hunted those great elephants, and
slew them by the moonlight. To each of them I gave one bullet and only
one, and it fell dead. Look,' and I advanced into the glade, 'here is
my spoor, and here is the spoor of the great bull charging after me, and
there is the tree that I took refuge behind; see, the elephant shattered
it in his charge. Oh, you cowards, you who would give up the chase
while the blood spoor steamed beneath your nostrils, see what I did
single-handed while you slept, and be ashamed.'

"'_Ou!_' said the men, '_ou!_ Koos! Koos y umcool!' (Chief, great
Chief!) And then they held their tongues, and going up to the three dead
beasts, gazed upon them in silence.