But first there is much for him to do, and as he told you nearly three hundred moons ago, in what must be done you will have your part.

Of that he will speak to you afterwards.

Macumazahn, you dreamed a dream, did you not, lying asleep in the house that was built of white stone which now is black with fire?
I, Zikali, sent you that dream through the arts of a child of mine who is named Nombe, she to whom I have given a Spirit to guide her feet.

You did well to follow it, Macumazahn, for had you tried the other path, which would have led you back to the towns of the white men, you and those with you must have been killed, how it does not matter.

Now by the mouth of Nombe I say to you, do not follow the thought that is in your mind as she speaks to you and go to Natal, since if you do so, you and those with you will come to much shame and trouble that to you would be worse than death, over the matter of the killing of a certain white doctor in a swamp where grow yellow-wood trees.