Heu-Heu, or The monsterHaggard, H. Rider (Henry Rider)
Science
Heu-Heu, or The monster
Haggard, H. Rider (Henry Rider)
Adventure stories; Monsters -- Fiction; Quatermain, Allan (Fictitious character) -- Fiction; South Africa -- Fiction
“I think so, too,” I answered, “and if we were not here I
wish that it might be deep enough to drown every human brute upon this
island.”
“It cannot do that, Baas, because at the worst they would climb up the
mountain, though it might get into the cave and give Heu-Heu a
washing—which he needs.”
“If it got into the cave, it would probably get into the mountain as
well,” I began—then stopped, for an idea occurred to me.
I had noticed that this cave sloped downwards somewhat steeply, I mean
into the base of the mountain and towards its centre. Probably, in its
origin it was a vent blown through the rock at some time in the past
when the volcano was very active, which, for aught I knew, remained
unblocked, or only slightly blocked. Suppose now that a great volume of
water ran down that cave and vanished into the interior of the
mountain, was it not probable that something unusual would happen? The
volcano was still alive—this I knew from the smoke which hung above it,
also by the stream of red-hot lava that we had seen trickling down its
southern face—and fire and water do not agree well together. They make
steam, and steam expands. This thought took such a persistent hold on
me that I began to wonder whether it did not partake of the nature of
an inspiration. However, I said nothing of it to Hans, who, being a
savage, did not understand such matters.
A little later food was brought to us by one of the serving priests.
With it came a message from Dacha to the effect that he grieved he
could not wait on us that day as he had many matters to which he must
attend, but that the Lady Dramana would do so shortly and show us all
there was to be seen, if the rain permitted.
In due course she arrived—alone, as I had hoped she would—and at
once began to talk of the rainfall of the previous night, which she
said was such as had never been known in their country. She added that
all the priests had been out that morning, dragging the great stone
sluice gate into its place so as to keep out the water of the lake,
lest the arable land should be flooded and the crops destroyed.
I told her that I was much interested in such matters, and asked
questions about this sluice which she could not answer as she knew
little of its working. She said, however, that she would show it to me
so that I might study the system.
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
Reviews
Reviews
No reviews yet
Be the first to share your thoughts on this work.
Elsewhere in the archive
Join the Discussion
Join the discussion
Sign in to leave a comment or review.
Sign InorCreate an account