Perhaps she could move the stone; no, not by the breadth of a grain of corn.

She was shut in, without food or water, and here she must bide till Umslopogaas came.

And if he did not come?
Then she must surely die.
Now she shrieked aloud in her fear, calling on the name of Umslopogaas.
The walls of the cave answered "Umslopogaas! Umslopogaas!" and that was all.
Afterwards madness fell upon Nada, my daughter, and she lay in the cave for days and nights, nor knew ever how long she lay.

And with her madness came visions, for she dreamed that the dead One whom Galazi had told her of sat once more aloft in his niche at the end of the cave and spoke to her, saying:-- "Galazi is dead! The fate of him who bears the Watcher has fallen on him.

Dead are the ghost-wolves; I also am of hunger in this cave, and as I died so shall you die, Nada the Lily! Nada, Star of Death! because of whose beauty and foolishness all this death has come about." This is seemed to Nada, in her madness, that the shadow of him who had sat in the niche spoke to her from hour to hour.
It seemed to Nada, in her madness, that twice the light shone through the hole by the rock, and that was day, and twice it went out, and that was night.