"If you love me and will wed me, it is enough." "I pray that it may not be more than enough," she said, stretching out her hand to him.

"Listen, Umslopogaas: ask my father here what were the words I spoke to him many years ago, before I was a woman, when, with my mother, Macropha, I left him to go among the Swazi people.

It was after you had been borne away by the lion, Umslopogaas, I told my father that I would marry no man all my life, because I loved only you, who were dead.

My father reproached me, saying that I must not speak thus of my brother, but it was my heart which spoke, and it spoke truly; for see, Umslopogaas, you are no brother to me! I have kept that vow.

How many men have sort me in wedlock since I became a woman, Umslopogaas?
I tell you that they are as the leaves upon a tree.