If he wishes war, there will be war.

If he wishes peace, there will be peace." "And which does he wish, Goza ?" "I thought perhaps you could tell me that, Macumazahn, who, he says, are such an old friend of his; also why he chooses to sojourn in a dark hole among the dead instead of in the sunshine among the living, here at Ulundi." "Well, I cannot, Goza, since the Opener of Roads does not open his heart to me but keeps his secrets to himself.

For the rest, those who talk with the dead may prefer to dwell among the dead." "Now as always you speak truth, Macumazahn," said Goza, looking at me in a way which suggested to me that he believed I spoke anything but the truth.
Indeed I am convinced he thought that I was in the council of Zikali and acquainted with his plans.

Also I am sure he knew that I had not come to Zululand alone, the incident of the blankets, which I had promised to him a bribe to keep silence, showed it, and suspected that my companions were parties to some plot together with myself.

And yet at the time I could not be quite sure, and therefore dared not ask anything concerning them lest thus I should reveal their existence and bring them to death.
As a matter of fact I need not have been anxious on this point, since if Goza, who I may state, was a kind of secret service officer as well as a head messenger, knew, as I think probable, he had been commanded by Zikali to hold his tongue under penalty of a curse.