18/22 I have spoken.'" Having delivered her message Nombe stood quite still, smiling as before, and apparently indifferent as to its effect. "You may be but the bait set upon a trap." From somewhere within her robe she produced a knife and handed it to me, remarking-- "The Master says you will remember this, and by it know that the message comes from him. He bade me add that with it was carved a certain image that once he gave to you at Panda's kraal, wrapped round with a woman's hair, which image you still have." I looked at the knife and did remember it, for it was one of those of Swedish make with a wooden handle, the first that I had ever seen in Africa. I had made a present of it to Zikali when I returned to Zululand before the war between the Princes. |