Now, my daughter, have you anything to say?
For if so, please say it at once, as I am tired.

The eternal wranglings between your brethren, Cetewayo and Umbelazi, have worn me out." Now Nandie looked about her in her open, honest fashion, her gaze resting first on Saduko, then on Umbelazi, and lastly upon me.
"My Father," she said at length, in her soft, steady voice, "tell me, I beseech you, who proposes this marriage?
Is it the Chief Saduko, is it the Prince Umbelazi, or is it the white lord whose true name I do not know, but who is called Macumazahn, Watcher-by-Night ?" "I can't remember which of them proposed it," yawned Panda.

"Who can keep on talking about things from night till morning?
At any rate, I propose it, and I will make your husband a big man among our people.
Have you anything to say against it ?" "I have nothing to say, my Father.

I have met Saduko, and like him well--for the rest, you are the judge.

But," she added slowly, "does Saduko like me?
When he speaks my name, does he feel it here ?" and she pointed to her throat.
"I am sure I do not know what he feels in his throat," Panda replied testily, "but I feel that mine is dry.