But to you, Macumazahn, it has brought nothing but honour, on which, if a man feeds only, he will grow thin." "I like to be thin, O Panda," I answered slowly.
"Yes, yes, I understand," replied the King, who, in common with most natives, was quick enough to seize a point, "and I, too, like people who keep thin on such food as yours, people, also, whose hands are always clean.

We Zulus trust you, Macumazahn, as we trust few white men, for we have known for years that your lips say what your heart thinks, and that your heart always thinks the thing which is good.

You may be named Watcher-by-Night, but you love light, not darkness." Now, at these somewhat unusual compliments I bowed, and felt myself colouring a little as I did so, even through my sunburn, but I made no answer to them, since to do so would have involved a discussion of the past and its tragical events, into which I had no wish to enter.

Panda, too, remained silent for a while.

Then he called to a messenger to summon the princes, Cetewayo and Umbelazi, and to bid Saduko, the son of Matiwane, to wait without, in case he should wish to speak with him.
A few minutes later the two princes arrived.