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Updated: May 18, 2025
"What did she say to you, Noie?" asked Rachel presently. "I may not tell, Zoola," she answered. "Question me no more." Now the mutes brought forward a slight litter woven of boughs on which the withered leaves still hung, boughs from Nya's fallen tree. In this litter they placed her, for she could no longer walk, and lifted it on to their shoulders.
She rocked herself to and fro like a monkey that has lost its young, and cried out: "My tree has fallen, the tree of my House, which stood from the beginning of the world, has fallen, but that of Eddo still stands," and she pointed to another giant of the forest that soared up, unharmed, at a little distance. "Nya's tree has fallen Eddo's tree still stands.
Now Eddo would have answered, but the priest Hana, who appeared to be much frightened by Nya's words, plucked at his sleeve, whispering in his ear, and he was silent. Presently he spoke again, but to Rachel, bidding Noie translate: "Thou White Maid," he said, "who wast called Princess of the Zulus, pay no heed to this old dotard, but listen to me.
He gripped at them with his hands, then coming to a little bush it was the top of Nya's tree which she had thrust into the ground to grow there dragged it up and began to beat himself with it as though to extinguish the flames. In an instant it took fire also, burning him horribly, so that with a yell he threw it to the ground, and ran on towards the wall. As he came they saw his face.
"No, do not begin to laugh and cry; it was otherwise fated," and bending down she whispered something into Nya's ear. The old dwarf nodded, then, taking Rachel by the hand, led her to where some skins were spread upon the floor. "Lie down," she said, "and rest.
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