"It was my father who saved you," Owindia replied, while a smile illumined her face.
"And is that your father over there?"
"Ah, ah."
"And what is his name?"
"Klitonda."
"What! Klitonda, chief of the Ayana?"
"Ah, ah."
"And your name?"
"Owindia."
"Owindia; how pretty. I like it. Do you wish to know mine?"