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To this proposition I agreed cordially, since, to tell the truth, if I

could have managed to do so with any decent grace, I should have been

out of that hut long before Mameena. So we fell to conversing on the

condition of Zululand and the dangers that lay ahead for all who were

connected with the royal House--a state of affairs which troubled Nandie

much, for she was a clear-headed woman, and one who feared the future.

"Ah! Macumazahn," she said to me as we parted, "I would that I were the

wife of some man who did not desire to grow great, and that no royal

blood ran in my veins."

On the next day the Prince Umbelazi arrived, and with him Saduko and

a few other notable men. They came quite quietly and without any

ostensible escort, although Scowl, my servant, told me he heard that

the bush at a little distance was swarming with soldiers of the Isigqosa

party. If I remember rightly, the excuse for the visit was that Umbezi

had some of a certain rare breed of white cattle whereof the prince

wished to secure young bulls and heifers to improve his herd.

Once inside the kraal, however, Umbelazi, who was a very open-natured

man, threw off all pretence, and, after greeting me heartily enough,

told me with plainness that he was there because this was a convenient

spot on which to arrange the consolidation of his party.

Almost every hour during the next two weeks messengers--many of whom

were chiefs disguised--came and went. I should have liked to follow

their example--that is, so far as their departure was concerned--for

I felt that I was being drawn into a very dangerous vortex. But, as

a matter of fact, I could not escape, since I was obliged to wait to

receive payment for my stuff, which, as usual, was made in cattle.

Umbelazi talked with me a good deal at that time, impressing upon me how

friendly he was towards the English white men of Natal, as distinguished

from the Boers, and what good treatment he was prepared to promise to

them, should he ever attain to authority in Zululand. It was during one

of the earliest of these conversations, which, of course, I saw had an

ultimate object, that he met Mameena, I think, for the first time.

We were walking together in a little natural glade of the bush that

bordered one side of the kraal, when, at the end of it, looking like

some wood nymph of classic fable in the light of the setting sun,

appeared the lovely Mameena, clothed only in her girdle of fur, her

necklace of blue beads and some copper ornaments, and carrying upon her

head a gourd.

Umbelazi noted her at once, and, ceasing his political talk, of which he

was obviously tired, asked me who that beautiful intombi (that is, girl)

might be.