human
I want to speak with the little pale free.
gpt
You cannot. Shebotha forbids it. No one may enter here without her permission.
human
But I have more than her permission--her commands. She has sent me with a message to the paleface. At this moment Mam Shebotha has a matter elsewhere, and could not come herself.
gpt
You may be speaking the truth, but how am I to know? questions the man, as he regards the intruder with an incredulous stare.
human
I don't go so far as to say you are telling a lie. All I say is, that the thing isn't at all likely. Mam Shebotha's not the sort to trust her affairs to such a _chiquitita_ as you.
gpt
You know me, don't you?
human
Oh, yes; you are Kaolin's sister--her they call the belle of the tribe; your name's Nacena.
gpt
It is so; and surely you'll believe me? The sister of Kaolin would not speak false. You cannot suppose I am deceiving you?
human
Ah! he rejoins, with his words heaving a sigh,
gpt
I can't--I won't believe you--though you are Kaolin's sister, and ever so fair to look upon.
human
But you will, when you look upon this.
gpt
That I bring from Shebotha herself. She gave it me to show you as a sign that I have her permission to speak with the paleface--nay, her command, as I've said. Now!