(from the book Cry, the Beloved Country by Alan Paton)
"...There is calling here, and in the dusk one voice calls to another in some far distant place. If you are a Zulu you can hear what they say, but if you are not, even if you know the language, you would find it hard to know what is being called. Some white men call it magic, but it is no magic, only an art perfected. It is Africa, the beloved country.
--They call that you are returned, umfundisi.
--I hear it, my friend.
--They are satisfied, umfundisi...."