children, unable to keep up with them, were gathered in by the Outliers
and carried to River Ward. It began to appear that they must make
temporary disposition of their trove until they had possession of their
families again, and could make off with both into that wooded country
south where there were no man traces and no Outliers could come.
They buried the Treasure once, and then the whole party sat upon the
place like brooding quail, and betrayed it by their guarding. So they
had it up again, and Ravenutzi and Oca made a plan between them. They
were to send the jewels on south under convoy, then by means of the
person of the Ward they were to draw Mancha off from River Ward. Then
with a free field left the main body of the Far-Folk were to raid the
camp at River Ward and recapture their women.
This was the plan: An old man was to have himself captured by Mancha’s
men in order to convey to the women news of the rescue waiting them. The
Ward, who lay still in some secret place of Ravenutzi’s contriving, was
to be brought up to that quarter where it was to their advantage to have
Mancha get word of her. A good plan, and worthy of the smith who planned
it. It was well agreed to except in one point. No one of them trusted
another one to take away the Treasure. So after much argument they fell
upon the notion of dividing it. It was evident that as long as it
remained in the common custody, no man was free to fight and run,
according to his fighting humor or his chances. But give every man his
own to carry about with him and he would know what he was fighting for,
not with one eye over his shoulder to see how the common object fared.
Good logic and sound, answering in many a better case; singularly not in
this. Settling on a division of the King’s Desire proved a much easier
matter than dividing it. They were two days wrangling over the manner of
the division, and another trading and bargaining and matching lots among
themselves. Then followed the period of inaction, planned to give the
Outliers the impression that they had withdrawn from that part of the
country. The next move was to have the Mancha sent seeking in the
direction where it was to be made known through the captives the Ward
was to be found. Ravenutzi had gone to prepare her for her part in it.
Poor child, if it were willingly or not, if she consented at all, or
even if she had any clear idea what was required of her, who can say?
In the meantime there were the Far-Folk lying separate, very quiet,
every man with his treasure in his bosom to finger and fondle, with the
south open before him and the spring coming on by leaps and bounds.
Everywhere there were the smell of sap, the mating cry of quail and
poppy fires kindling seaward; not much to put the fighting humor in a
man.
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