Heu-Heu, or The monsterHaggard, H. Rider (Henry Rider)
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Heu-Heu, or The monster
Haggard, H. Rider (Henry Rider)
Adventure stories; Monsters -- Fiction; Quatermain, Allan (Fictitious character) -- Fiction; South Africa -- Fiction
As a matter of fact I think that there was none, all the population of
the place being collected at the ceremony in the cave. We neither saw
nor heard anybody; not even a dog barked, for these animals, of which
there were few on the island, were sleeping in the houses out of the
wet and cold. Above the mist, however, the great full moon shone in a
clear sky which suggested that the weather was mending, as in fact
proved to be the case, the tempest of rain, which we learned afterwards
had raged for months with some intervals of fine weather, having worn
itself out at last.
We reached the sluice house, and to our surprise found that the door
was unlocked. Supposing that it had been left thus through carelessness
by the inspecting priests, we entered softly and closed it behind us.
Then I lit a candle, some of which I always carried with me, and held
it up that we might look about us. Next moment I stepped back
horror-struck, for there on the coping of the water shaft sat a man
with a great spear in his hand.
Whilst I wondered what to do, staring at this man, who seemed to be
half asleep and even more frightened than I was myself, with the
greater quickness of the savage, Hans acted. He sprang at the fellow as
a leopard springs. I think he drew his knife but I am not sure. At any
rate, I heard a blow and then the light of the candle shone upon the
soles of the man’s feet as he vanished backwards into the pit of water.
What happened to him there I do not know; so far as we were concerned
he vanished for ever.
“How is this? You told us no one would be here,” I said to Dramana
savagely, for I suspected a trap.
She fell upon her knees, thinking, probably, that I was going to kill
her with the man’s spear which I had picked up, and answered,
“Lord, I do not know. I suppose that the priests grew suspicious and
set one of their number to watch. Or it may have been because of the
great flood which is rising fast.”
Believing her explanations, I told her to rise, and we set to work.
Having fastened the door from within, Hans climbed up the lever, and by
the light of the candle, which could not betray us, as there were no
windows to the shed, fixed the two flasks of powder in the hole in the
stone gate immediately beneath the pin of the lever. Then, as we had
arranged, he wedged them tight with pebbles that we had brought with
us.
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