“First for the wire. Gomfu is waiting as it is. Then we can enter into explanations.”
He got out a telegraph form and wrote:
“Miss Carden Royal Hotel Durban Train to Telani will meet you there only give a day or two for reply wire very welcome address Care of Elvesdon Kwabulazi: Thornhill.”
“Wa Gomfu!” he hailed.
“Nkose!”
The boy was round in a moment.
“Here. See that this goes directly you get back. Have they given you coffee in the kitchen, for the night is cold?”
“Nkose is my father. Ramasam is a very induna of the fire. Never have I met such coffee as his.”
“Well, here is gwai,” handing him a span of Boer tobacco. “Now go—and here is yet a letter to take.”
“Nkose!”