Yet if you will be guided by me, you will not try to leave Zululand." "You mean that I am in a trap, Nombe." "I mean that the country is full of soldiers and that all white men have fled from it.

Therefore, even if you were allowed to pass because the Zulus love you, Macumazahn, it might well happen that those with you would stay behind, sound asleep, Macumazahn, for which, like you, I should be sorry." After this I said no more, for I knew that she meant to warn me.
We had entered on this business and must see it through to its end, sweet or bitter.
As for Anscombe and Heda their happiness seemed to be complete.
The novelty of the life charmed them, and of its dangers they took no thought, being content to leave me, in whom they had a blind faith, to manage everything.

Moreover, Heda, who in the joy of her love was beginning to forget the sorrow of her father's death and the other tragic events through which she had just passed, took a great fancy to the young witch-doctoress who conversed with her in Zulu, a language of which, having lived so long in Natal, Heda knew much already.

Indeed, when I suggested to her that to be over-trusting was not wise, she fired up and replied that she had been accustomed to natives all her life and could judge them, adding that she had every confidence in Nombe.
After this I held my tongue and said no more of my doubts.

What was the use since Heda would not listen to them, and at that time Anscombe was nothing but her echo?
So this, for me, very dull journey continued, till at length, after being held up for a couple of days by a flooded river where there was nothing to do but sit and smoke, as Nombe requested me not to make a noise by shooting at the big game that abounded, we began to emerge from the bush-veld on to the lovely uplands in the neighbourhood of Nongoma.