Also he has the Baas Pereira up there to help him.

So perhaps you might be more comfortable here kissing Missie Marie.

Why do you not say that you have hurt your leg and cannot run?
It would not be much trouble to walk about on a crutch for a day or two, and when the commandant was well gone, your leg might heal and you could throw the stick away." "Get thee behind me, Satan," I muttered to myself, and was about to give Hans a piece of my mind when I recollected that the poor fellow had his own way of looking at things and could not be blamed.

Also, as he said, he loved me, and only suggested what he thought would tend to my joy and safety.

How could I suppose that he would be interested in the success of a diplomatic mission to Dingaan, or think anything about it except that it was a risky business?
So I only said: "Hans, if you are afraid, you had better stop behind.