I felt then, as from year to year I have continued to feel while I wander through the lonely wilderness of life, that I had been preserved to an end.

I had won my darling's love, and for a little while we had been happy together.

Our happiness was too perfect to endure.

She is lost to me now, but she is lost to be found again.
Here on the following morning I bade farewell to Indaba-zimbi.
"Good-bye, Macumazahn," he said, nodding his white lock at me.

"Good-bye for a while.