Yet he has laid no command on me that I should not labour in the fields after the fashion of women, I who have borne him children; nor, indeed, has he laid such a command upon any of our sisters, his other wives.

Can it then be that Bulalio loves you better than us, Nada ?" Now the Lily was in a trap, and she knew it.

So she grew bold.
"One must be most loved, Zinita," she said, "as one must be most fair.

You have had your hour, leave me mine; perhaps it will be short.
Moreover this: Umslopogaas and I loved each other much long years before you or any of his wives saw him, and we love each other to the end.
There is no more to say." "Nay, Nada, there is still something to say; there is this to say: Choose one of two things.

Go and leave us to be happy with our lord, or stay and bring death on all." Now Nada thought awhile, and answered: "Did I believe that my love would bring death on him I love, it might well chance that I would go and leave him, though to do so would be to die.