Say no more and forgive my anger.

A vow is a vow--keep your ring.

But where is that one you used to wear in bygone days?
I recall that it had a cross upon it, not this star and figure of an eagle." Now Alan remembered that his uncle owned such a ring with a cross upon it, and was frightened, for how did this woman know these things?
"Jeekie," he said, "ask the Asika if I am mad, or if she is.

How can she know what I used to wear, seeing that I was never in this place till yesterday, and certainly I have not met her anywhere else." "She mean when you your reverend uncle," said Jeekie, wagging his great head, "she think you identical man." "What troubles you, Vernoon," the Asika asked softly, then added anything but softly to Jeekie, "Translate, you dog, and be swift." So Jeekie translated in a great hurry, telling her what Alan had said, and adding on his own account that he, silly white man that he was, could not understand how, as she was quite a young woman, she could have seen him before she was born.

If that were so, she would be old and ugly now, not beautiful as she was.
"I never saw you before, and you never saw me, Lady, yet you talk as though we had been friends," broke in Alan in his halting Asiki.
"So we were in the spirit, Vernoon.