She who was white as snow has become black as coal, and yes, she looks best black.
Oh! this is magic indeed." At his words Suzanne sprang up looking as though she were about to weep, and Sihamba stopped his lips with fierce words and blows, though he took small heed of either, but stood staring.
"Zinti," Sihamba said, "you have done me many services, but to-day you must do me the greatest of all.

This morning at the daylight the lady Swallow will pass with the multitude down the cleft yonder and none will know her in that disguise.

You must go with her, but not too near her, and cross the plain, meeting her by the saw-edged rock which stands yonder at the mouth of the gorge in the Quathlamba mountains.

Then you must lead her as fast as you can travel to that camp of the Boers which is near the Tugela River, where she will be safe.

Do you understand ?" "I understand, lady.