"Listen, sister," went on Sihamba, "that wisdom for which you prayed has come to me," and she told her all the plan.
"It is very clever, and it may serve," answered Suzanne, "for I understand these paints and can stain myself so that if my hair is cut none would know me from a Kaffir.

But, Sihamba, there is one thing which I do not understand.

What will you do?
For if you attempt to escape your stature will betray you." "I ?" hesitated the little woman, "nay, I do not know, I have never thought of it.

Doubtless I shall win through in this way or in that." "You are deceiving me, Sihamba.

Well, there is an end, I will not go without you." "Can you think of death and say that you will not go without me ?" "I can Sihamba." "Can you think of your father and your mother and say that you will not go without me ?" "I can, Sihamba." "Can you think of your husband and say that you will not go without me ?" "I can," faltered Suzanne.
"Truly you are brave," laughed the little woman.