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Updated: May 14, 2025


And is it good once more to behold a white face?" said the chief, a veiled irony lurking beneath the outward geniality of his tone. "To behold the face of a friend once more is always good, Branch of a Royal Tree," returned Laurence, sitting down among the group to take snuff. "Even when it is that of one risen from the dead?" "But here it was not so, Ndabezita.

"Yes, I. Hearken, Ndabezita. I it was who brought him hither. He is young, and his life is all before him. Mine is all behind me, and has been no great gain at that. I will proceed with these" with a glance in the direction of the blackly horrible group "to where atonement is offered. But let the two return together to their own land." "Pause, Nyonyoba!

There is that about you I trust." "Whence no man ever returned?" echoed Laurence. "Surely. Ha! A white man found his way hither once, but he was a preacher and I love not such. He never returned." "But what of my two friends? You will not harm them, Ndabezita, because they are my friends, and we have fought together many a long year," urged Laurence. "I will spare them for that reason.

Tyisandhlu, moreover, had expressed a wish that a body of picked men should be armed with the rifles taken from the slavers, and instructed in their use; and to this Laurence had readily consented. "Yet consider, Ndabezita," he had said, "is it well to teach them reliance on any weapon rather than the broad spear?

And now he and Tyisandhlu were seated once more together in the royal dwelling, this time alone. "But to be sprung from an ancient tree avails a man nothing in my country if he is poor," went on Laurence. "Rather is it a disadvantage, and he had better have been born among the meaner sort. That is why I have found my way hither, Ndabezita." "That is why?

For how shall I go to the father of a girl and say, 'Lo, I desire thy daughter to wife, but my slaves have been killed, and my other possessions are now the property of the king; yet inasmuch as I cannot offer lobola, having nothing, give her to me on the same terms? My house will not grow great in that way. Say now, Ndabezita, will it?"

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