For there in Natal you will be taken, all of you, and sent back to the Transvaal to be tried before a man who wears upon his head horse's hair stained white.

But if you come to Zululand this shadow shall pass away from you, since great things are about to happen which will cause so small a matter to be forgot.

Moreover, I Zikali, who do not lie, promise this: That however great may be their dangers here in Zululand, those half-fledged ones whom you, the old night-hawk, cover with your wings, shall in the end suffer no harm; those of whom I spoke to you in your dream, the white lord, Mauriti, and the white lady, Heddana, who stretch out their arms one to another.

I wait to welcome you, here at the Black Kloof, whither my daughter Nombe will guide you.

Cetewayo, the king, also will welcome you, and so will another whose name I do not utter.