You will pass the plain of Endondakusuka, will you not, and cross the Tugela by the drift?
Have a look round, Macumazahn, and see if you can recognise any old friends.

Umbezi, the knave and traitor, for instance; or some of the princes.

If so, I should like to send them a message.

What! You cannot wait?
Well, then, here is a little present for you, some of my own work.
Open it when it is light again, Macumazahn; it may serve to remind you of the strange little tale of Mameena with the Heart of Fire.

I wonder where she is now?
Sometimes, sometimes--" And he rolled his great eyes about him and sniffed at the air like a hound.