At least, you are Umslopogaas, my brother, or should be by your greatness and the axe.

To the man I cannot altogether swear in this light; but to the axe I can swear, for once it passed so very near my eyes." Thus she spoke on, gaining time, and all the while she watched Umslopogaas till she was sure that it was he and no other.

Then she ceased talking, and, flinging herself on him, she kissed him.
"Now I trust that Zinita sleeps sound," murmured Umslopogaas, for suddenly he remembered that Nada was no sister of his, as she thought.
Nevertheless, he took her by the hand and said, "Enter, sister.

Of all maidens in the world you are the most welcome here, for know I believed you dead." But I, Mopo, ran into the hut before her, and when she entered she found me sitting by the fire.
"Now, here, my brother," said Nada, pointing at me with her finger, "here is that old umfagozan, that low fellow, who, unless I dream, but a very little while ago brought shame upon me--ay, my brother, he struck me, a maid, with his kerrie, and that only because I said that I would stab him for his insolence, and he did worse: he swore that he would drag me to some old chief of his to be a gift to him, and this he was about to do, had you not come.

Will you suffer these things to go unpunished, my brother ?" Now Umslopogaas smiled grimly, and I answered:-- "What was it that you called me just now, Nada, when you prayed me to protect you?
Father, was it not ?" and I turned my face towards the blaze of the fire, so that the full light fell upon it.
"Yes, I called you father, old man.