Farewell, O my father Macumazahn; I walk with the dawn, and I leave Mameena in your keeping." "You mean that you leave me in Mameena's keeping," I began, but already he was crawling through the hole in the hut.
Well, Mameena kept me very comfortably.

She was always in evidence, yet not too much so.
Heedless of her malice and abuse, she headed off the "Worn-out-old-Cow," whom she knew I detested, from my presence.

She saw personally to my bandages, as well as to the cooking of my food, over which matter she had several quarrels with the bastard, Scowl, who did not like her, for on him she never wasted any of her sweet looks.

Also, as I grew stronger, she sat with me a good deal, talking, since, by common consent, Mameena the fair was exempted from all the field, and even the ordinary household labours that fall to the lot of Kafir women.

Her place was to be the ornament and, I may add, the advertisement of her father's kraal.