The latter rushed upon the hapless captive, and began to pommel him in
cruel and brutal fashion.
How the scene might have ended if no interruption had occurred it is
impossible to say. As it happened, however, it was brought to an end in
an unexpected manner.
A man came rushing in, calling out in tones of warning. Evidently he
was the bearer of news, for every one turned to listen to what he said;
and it was curious to see the effect it produced upon the assembly when
they had gathered its purport. They appeared not unlike a lot of unruly
schoolboys who had ventured to amuse themselves in some forbidden manner
in the absence of their master.
They looked at one another inquiringly, and somewhat guiltily. Those
who had been mixed up in the fray busied themselves in hastily trying to
remove all traces of the struggle; while others who felt themselves less
compromised tried their best to appear innocent and at their ease.
Then were heard the blare of trumpets, hoarse calls, as of men in
authority giving words of command or ordering people to clear the way,
and the rattle and clatter of accoutrements. Great, massive doors at
the end opposite to the dais swung apart, throwing open to the view
another and larger hall, and a brilliant and unexpected scene.
Gerald turned and stared in mute wonder. There, before him, was a vista
presenting one of the most magnificent spectacles it is possible to
imagine. He had thought the hall he was in large and imposing when he
had been ushered into it; but it was small and almost commonplace
compared with the great space into which he now gazed.
Ranged on either side were ranks of magnificently dressed persons, who
looked like courtiers attending a levee. Above, from the ceiling, hung
gorgeous banners, and the walls were decorated with beautifully coloured
frescoes. Spiral columns of sparkling lights rose here and there, ever
turning and ever ascending, and dazzling the eyes with their splendour.
Music clashed from some unseen band of musicians; and, as the strains
floated through the air, they came mingled with the scent of subtle and
delicious perfumes. At the farthest end of all was an empty throne,
evidently awaiting its occupant.
Gazing in wonder at all these things, Gerald shortly became aware that
he was himself becoming an object of curiosity to the whole of this
brilliant company. He had turned his back to the dais upon which his
persecutors had been seated, and he was standing out alone in the open
space in front, his homely dress contrasting curiously with the splendid
costumes around.
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