Moreover, he had many voices, one for each of the actors in his tale.

This man, ancient and withered, seemed to live again in the far past.

It was the past that spoke to his listener, telling of deeds long forgotten, of deeds that are no more known.
Yet as he best may, the White Man has set down the substance of the story of Zweete in the spirit in which Zweete told it.

And because the history of Nada the Lily and of those with whom her life was intertwined moved him strangely, and in many ways, he has done more, he has printed it that others may judge of it.
And now his part is played.

Let him who was named Zweete, but who had another name, take up the story..