No, I sent out messengers and gathered together all my army and all the people young and old, yonder in the plain of assembly.

Then when they were mustered from far and near, I commanded that Batwa, the sister of Sikonyana, should be produced in the face of the people that her loveliness might shine upon me and upon them as the sun shines equally upon us all.
"Lady Swallow, the moment came, and this old woman was brought out; yes, she strutted before us proudly, this one-eyed hag, this cat of the mountains.

For her I had sent an impi, for her I had paid a thousand head of cattle, half of them pure black and half pure white----" and Sigwe ceased, gasping with rage.
Now at this story Suzanne, who had not smiled for days, laughed aloud, while even Sihamba the wise looked down studying the earth.

But there was one who did not laugh, and it was the one-eyed woman.

No, she sprang up and screamed aloud: "Dog of a red Kaffir, who are you that dare to talk thus of a princess of the blood of the Endwandwe, a princess whom Chaka, the great king, wished to take to wife?
You asked for Batwa in marriage, Batwa, the sister to Sikonyana, and I am Batwa the sister of Sikonyana." "Then, hag, there must be two Batwas," shouted Sigwe in answer.
"Two Batwas!" she screamed.