Bob Taylor's Magazine, Vol. I, No. 1, April 1905Various
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Bob Taylor's Magazine, Vol. I, No. 1, April 1905
Various
Agriculture -- Southern States -- Periodicals; Southern States -- Periodicals
Redfield became silent again, and I thought he might be asleep, but when
I looked at him I saw his eyes shining with the same unnatural light
that I had marked there before, and I felt with greater force than ever
that we must not long delay our attempt to leave the valley. But I
remained for a while without movement or without thought of what we
should do. The belief that we had come there to be hunted by the
survivors of the millions whom we had hunted out of existence became a
conviction, and I felt a reluctance to meet the eyes of the avenging
beasts, eyes that I could always see with my imagination if not with my
own gaze. The light of the moon struck fairly on the sides of the great
cliffs and the grotesque and threatening faces which my fancy had carved
there in the rock lowered at us again. I could even distort the trees
into gigantic half-human shapes, leaning toward us and taunting us, but
I shut my eyes and drove them away. I had not forgotten the curious
light gleaming in Redfield’s eyes.
An hour later I told Redfield that we must descend, that we could not
stay forever where we were and it was foolish for us to delay, wearing
out our strength and weakening our wills with so long and heavy a vigil.
He said no, that he would not stir while those beasts were there
watching; he could see a million red eyes all turned upon him and he
knew that as soon as he touched the earth the owners of those eyes would
rush upon him and trample him to death. I felt some of his own
reluctance, but knowing that it was no time to waste words I told him
that he could stay where he was, if he chose, but I was going; I had
seen enough of the valley and certainly I would never come near it
again. So speaking I began to descend the tree, and Redfield instantly
began to tremble and beg me, like a child, not to go. He said he could
not be left there alone and he would not be for all the world.
Strengthened in my purpose by his pleadings and believing that my method
would compel him to come I again bade him stay if he wished, it was
nothing to me; but while I said these things I continued to descend.
When he saw that I was in truth going he began to lower himself from his
tree, though still begging me not to make the attempt.
My foot struck the ground and I stood there afraid, but resolute. Our
guards still gazed at us but made no movement to attack, and I drew
courage from the fact.
Redfield was shivering, and perhaps my own courage was not of the best,
but I pointed to a dark line in the face of a distant cliff where the
moonlight fell clearly, and asked if it were not the ravine by which we
had come. He said yes, and not giving him time to think and to hesitate
about it I seized him by the arm and pulled him on, telling him that we
must reach the ravine as quickly as we could and leave the valley. Then
we advanced directly toward that segment of the watchful circle which
stood between us and the point we desired to reach.
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