"He loves you. Wacora, too, has loved. That love has been trampled
upon, and by your wretch of a brother! Yet still it shall plead for
Nelatu. His request is granted. You are spared both life and honour,
but must remain a prisoner. Conduct her hence!"
"And these?" asked a warrior, pointing to the other prisoners.
Wacora's heart, touched for an instant by his cousin's pleading, as well
as by Alice Rody's heroic bearing, became again hardened.