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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from Child of Storm by H. Rider Haggard: I thanked her, drank some--who could do less?--and returned it to her,
whereon she made as though she would hasten to depart.
"May I not drink also, daughter of Umbezi?" asked Umbelazi, who could
scarcely take his eyes off her.
"Certainly, sir, if you are a friend of Macumazahn," she replied,
handing him the gourd.
"I am that, Lady, and more than that, since I am a friend of your
husband, Saduko, also, as you will know when I tell you that my name is
Umbelazi."
"I thought it must be so," she replied, "because of your--of your
stature. Let the Prince accept the offering of his servant, who one day
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