“Look what Mr. Stolburst has done for me, uncle.”
“Don’t speak to me of what he has done,” thundered Ajeeb.
“He has shown me that I have a better life before me than that of a slave, even if my master should be a prince.”
“Stolburst tore you away from home,” said the visitor.
“It was because I asked him to help me that he did so.”
“He enchanted you with his white face and lying promises.”
“He only promised to have my voice cultivated.”
“And then?”
“I shall become rich, and courted by the great and mighty,” said Zulima. “Already I am learning the language of the Franks.”
“They will not crowd to see you; forget not you are an African, and a black.”