I think that her perfect manners were one of her greatest attractions.

Thus on this morning her first thought was to thank me very sweetly for all she was good enough to say I had done for her and Anscombe, thereby, as she put it, saving their lives several times over.
"My dear young lady," I answered as roughly as I could, "don't flatter yourself on that point; it was my own life of which I was thinking." But she only smiled and, shaking her head in a fascinating way that was peculiar to her, remarked that I could not deceive her as I did the Kaffirs.

After this the solid Kaatje brought the food and we breakfasted very heartily, or at least I did.
Now I am not going to set out all the details of our journey through Swazi-Land, for though in some ways it was interesting enough, also as comfortable as a stay among savages can be, for everywhere we were kindly received, to do so would be too long, and I must get on with my story.

At the king's kraal, which we did not reach for some days as the absence of roads and the flooded state of the rivers, also the need of sparing our horses, caused us to travel very slowly, I met a Boer who I think was concession hunting.
He told me that things were really serious in Zululand, so serious that he thought there was a probability of immediate war between the English and the Zulus.

He said also that Cetewayo, the Zulu king, had sent messengers to stir up the Basutos and other tribes against the white men, with the result that Sekukuni had already made a raid towards Pilgrim's Rest and Lydenburg.
I expressed surprise and asked innocently if he had done any harm.