"Poor she-snake!" snapped the Wieroo. "You are to become sacred above
all other shes. He Who Speaks for Luata has chosen you for himself.
Today you go to his temple--" the Wieroo used a phrase meaning
literally High Place--"where you will receive the sacred commands."
The girl shuddered and cast a sorrowful glance toward Bradley. "Ah,"
she sighed, "if I could but see my beloved country once again!"
The man stepped suddenly close to her side before the Wieroo could
interpose and in a low voice asked her if there was no way by which he
might encompass her escape. She shook her head sorrowfully. "Even if
we escaped the city," she replied, "there is the big water between the
island of Oo-oh and the Galu shore."
"And what is beyond the city, if we could leave it?" pursued Bradley.
"I may only guess from what I have heard since I was brought here,"
she answered; "but by reports and chance remarks I take it to be a
beautiful land in which there are but few wild beasts and no men, for
only the Wieroos live upon this island and they dwell always in cities
of which there are three, this being the largest. The others are at
the far end of the island, which is about three marches from end to end
and at its widest point about one march."
From his own experience and from what the natives on the mainland had
told him, Bradley knew that ten miles was a good day's march in Caspak,
owing to the fact that at most points it was a trackless wilderness and
at all times travelers were beset by hideous beasts and reptiles that
greatly impeded rapid progress.
The two had spoken rapidly but were now interrupted by the advent
through the opening in the roof of several Wieroos who had come in
answer to the alarm it of the yellow slashing had uttered.
"This jaal-lu," cried the offended one, "has threatened me. Take its
hatchet from it and make it fast where it can do no harm until He Who
Speaks for Luata has said what shall be done with it. It is one of
those strange creatures that Fosh-bal-soj discovered first above the
Band-lu country and followed back toward the beginning. He Who Speaks
for Luata sent Fosh-bal-soj to fetch him one of the creatures, and here
it is. It is hoped that it may be from another world and hold the
secret of the cos-ata-lus."
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
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