So you have lost half of your men, and you have gained the king for a foe who shall bring about the death of all of us, and a fool for a councillor.

Wow! Slaughterer, keep to your trade and let others find you wit." Thus she spoke without ceasing, and there was some truth in her words.
Zinita had a bitter tongue.

I sat silent till she had finished, and Umslopogaas also remained silent, though his anger was great, because there was no crack in her talk through which a man might thrust a word.
"Peace, woman!" I said at length, "do not speak ill of those who are wise and who had seen much before you were born." "Speak no ill of him who is my father," growled Umslopogaas.

"Ay! though you do not know it, this Mouth whom you revile is Mopo, my father." "Then there is a man among the People of the Axe who has a fool for a father.

Of all tidings this is the worst." "There is a man among the People of the Axe who has a jade and a scold for a wife," said Umslopogaas, springing up.