It depends very much on the doe," I answered in the same low voice, looking at her.
She shrugged her shoulders, folded her arms beneath her breast, nodded to Saduko as he passed, then leaned gracefully against the fence and awaited events.
"Greeting, Umbezi," said Saduko in his proud manner.

"I see that you feast.

Am I welcome here ?" "Of course you are always welcome, Saduko," replied Umbezi uneasily, "although, as it happens, I am entertaining a great man." And he looked towards Masapo.
"I see," said Saduko, eyeing the strangers.

"But which of these may be the great man?
I ask that I may salute him." "You know well enough, umfokazana" (that is, low fellow), exclaimed Masapo angrily.
"I know that if you were outside this fence, Masapo, I would cram that word down your throat at the point of my assegai," replied Saduko in a fierce voice.

"Oh, I can guess your business here, Masapo, and you can guess mine," and he glanced towards Mameena.