True it is then that the prince will only cause my life to fly, but whether that is a smaller sin I leave you to judge." "Keep him prisoner," said another, "till we learn how these matters end." "Nay," answered Hafela, "for then he will surely outwit us and escape.
Noma, what shall we do with this man who was your husband?
Tell us, for you should know best how to deal with him." "Let me think," she answered, and she looked first at the ground beneath her, next around her, then upwards toward the skies.
Now they stood at the foot of the koppie, on the flat top of which grew the great Tree of Doom, that for generations had served the People of Fire as a place of execution of their criminals, or of those who fell under the ban of the king or of the witch-doctors.

Among and above the finger-like fronds of this strange and dreadful-looking tree towered that white dead limb shaped like a cross, which Owen had pointed out to his disciple John, taking it to be a sign and a promise.

This cross stood out clear against the sinking moon.

It caught Noma's eye, and a devilish thought entered into her heart.
"You would keep this fellow alive ?" she said, "and yet you would not suffer him to escape.

See, there above you is a cross such as he worships.