Even the natives accepted it, for old Mavovo asked me when they were going to be married and how many cows Stephen had promised to pay Brother John for such a beautiful wife.
"It ought to be a large herd," he said, "and of a big breed of cattle." Sammy, too, alluded to the young lady in conversation with me, as "Mr.
Somers's affianced spouse." Only Hans said nothing.

Such a trivial matter as marrying and giving in marriage did not interest him.
Or, perhaps, he looked upon the affair as a foregone conclusion and therefore unworthy of comment.
We stayed at Bausi's kraal for a full month longer whilst Stephen recovered his strength.

I grew thoroughly bored with the place and so did Mavovo and the Zulus, but Brother John and his wife did not seem to mind.

Mrs.Eversley was a passive creature, quite content to take things as they came and after so long an absence from civilization, to bide a little longer among savages.

Also she had her beloved John, at whom she would sit and gaze by the hour like a cat sometimes does at a person to whom it is attached.