Until 1935 there was little to trouble a knobbly-kneed schoolgirl, Tsahai, about her father's rambling stone house or his loose-woven kingdom in Ethiopia. Going back home from school in Switzerland or France, she noticed unhappily the filth and disease which flourished on the ignorance of her father's people. And there was her father's household law, confining her to hidden rooms of the palace. But there were compensations.
There were the Lion of Judah's lions to admire, fearfully. Once the house was full of fine new furniture from London, which she helped to...
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