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Updated: May 2, 2025
Look, there are some of the gifts which were sent by Dingaan of the Zulus in payment for the oracle of his death. Thou broughtest them, Noie, my child." "Yes," answered Noie, "I brought them, and the Inkosazana here, she delivered the oracle. Eddo gave her the bowl, and she saw pictures in the bowl and showed them to Dingaan."
No although she knew that there were dangers before them, many and great dangers, Noie rejoiced that things had befallen thus. Also in her tender care already Rachel improved much, and Noie believed that one day she would be herself again. Only she wished that she and her lady were alone together; that there were no priests with them, and above all no Eddo.
Moreover Noie had knelt down before the body, and with her arms thrown around its neck, was whispering into its ear. For a full minute she whispered thus, then set her own ear to the cold stirless lips, and for another minute or more, seemed to listen intently, nodding her head from time to time.
If that which is black floats first to the ground, then I stay, if that which is golden, then I go to seek my hair. Is it agreed?" "It is agreed." So the two girls went to the entrance of the tent, and Noie with a swift motion tossed up the hairs.
In thee they might have found it, Maiden, had thy heart remained empty, but now, it is full again and what room is there for wisdom such as ours? the wisdom of the ghosts, not the wisdom of life and love and beating hearts." Noie translated the words, but Rachel seemed to take no heed of them. "Dingaan?" she asked. "Is Dingaan dead?
As she spoke something hissed through the air just above her head, and stuck fast in the bark of a sapling. Noie sprang forward and plucked it out. It was a little reed, feathered with grasses, and having a sharp ivory point, smeared with some green substance. "Touch it not," cried Nya, "it is deadly poison. Eddo's work, Eddo's work! but my hour is not yet. Into the open before another comes."
As Rachel approached they all rose and saluted, but to Nya and Noie they gave no salute. Only to Nya Eddo said: "Why art thou not within the Fence, old woman?" and he pointed with his chin towards the place of death above. "Thy tree is down, and all last night we were hacking off its branches that it may dry up the sooner. It is time for thee to die."
Dove started, and turning, asked: "Is that so, Nonha?" "It is so, Teacher," answered Noie, "although I have never spoken of it to you. Afterwards I will tell you the story, if you wish." "And do you know," went on Rachel, "why he will never let you visit his kraal among the hills yonder? Well, I will tell you.
"A far journey thou sayest, Inkosazana, and one that was for years and years, thou sayest, Noie, yet the eyes of both of you have been shut for so long only as it takes a burnt moth to fall from the lamp flame to the ground. I think that you slept and dreamed a moment, that is all."
Next she wondered how long it would be before she was obliged to leave go, and whether her white head or her back would first strike the earth all that depth beneath. Then it occurred to her that she might be saved. "Hold my feet," she said to Noie, who had followed her along the trunk, speaking in her own natural voice, at the sound of which Noie looked at her in joyful wonder.
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