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Updated: June 12, 2025
As I have told you, I love you also, but if you refuse to listen to me there is nothing more to be said, and after all, perhaps it would be better that you should marry one of your own people. But, Nanea, you will never marry him, for the king will take you; and, if he does not give you to some other man, either you will become one of his 'sisters, or to be free of him, as you say, you will die.
It may be that I shall not be able to marry him, but if that is so, at least I will never become one of the king's women." "How will you prevent it, Nanea?" "There are waters in which a maid may drown, and trees upon which she can hang," she answered with a quick setting of the mouth. "That were a pity, Nanea, you are too fair to die." "Fair or foul, yet I die, Inkoos."
"Have no fear, Nanea, he will surely wake, his hurts are not dangerous," answered another voice, that of Nahoon. "He fell heavily with the weight of the tiger on top of him, and that is why his senses have been shaken for so long. He went near to death, but certainly he will not die."
I put him in your charge; take men with you, and see that he comes to no hurt. So also that you bring him before me within a month, or your life shall answer for it. Let him be here at my royal kraal in the first week of the new moon when Nanea comes and then I will tell you whether or no I agree with you that she is fair.
In four days' time we must start for the king's kraal, and if you win over Nahoon, it will be easy for us to turn our faces southwards and across the river that lies between the land of the Amazulu and Natal. For the sake of all of us, but most of all for your own sake, try to do this, Nanea, whom I have loved and whom I now would save.
Next came Nahoon, armed with a broad assegai, but naked except for his moocha and necklet of baboon's teeth, and with him Nanea in her white bead-bordered mantle.
For a minute or more Nanea stood thus, her sweet face bathed in the sunbeam, while Hadden feasted his eyes upon its beauty. Then sighing heavily, she turned, and seeing that he was awake, started, drew her mantle over her breast and came, or rather glided, towards him. "The chief is awake," she said in her soft Zulu accents. "Does he need aught?"
"Nahoon, fare you well, though presently perhaps we shall be together again. It was I who tempted you from your duty. For my sake you forgot your honour, and I am repaid. Farewell, my husband, it is better to die with you than to enter the house of the king's women," and Nanea stepped on to the platform. Here, holding to a bough of one of the thorn trees, she turned and addressed Hadden, saying:
"There is your water, Nanea, shall I carry it for you to the kraal?" "Nay, Inkoos, I thank you, but give it to me, you are weary with its weight." "Stay awhile, and I will accompany you. Ah! Nanea, I am still weak, and had it not been for you I think that I should be dead." "It was Nahoon who saved you not I, Inkoos." "Nahoon saved my body, but you, Nanea, you alone can save my heart."
"It is named Emagudu, The Home of the Dead," the Zulu replied absently, for he was looking towards the kraal of Nanea, which was situated at an hour's walk away over the ridge to the right. "The Home of the Dead! Why?"
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