Well, there we three sat yarning away in the beautiful moonlight, and watching the Kafirs a few yards off sucking their intoxicating "daccha" from a pipe of which the mouthpiece was made of the horn of an eland, till one by one they rolled themselves up in their blankets and went to sleep by the fire, that is, all except Umbopa, who was a little apart, his chin resting on his hand, and thinking deeply.
Hantxe ginen hirurak eserita ilargiaren argitan, eta handik zenbait yardatara zeuden kafreei begira, antilope adarrezko ahoko pipa batetik "daccha" mozkorgarria zurrupatzen ari zirela, harik eta banan-banan denak sutondoan burusietan bildu eta lotara joan ziren arte, denak Umbopa ezik. Hura, alde batean eserita zegoen, kokotsa esku gainean jarrita, eta buru-belarri pentsakizunetan ari zen.