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But as Captain Arcoll spoke, the real reason suddenly flashed into my
mind: Laputa had to get the Great Snake, the necklet of Prester John,
to give his leadership prestige. Apparently he had not yet got it, or
Arcoll would have known. He started from this neighbourhood because the
fetich was somewhere hereabouts. I was convinced that my guess was
right, but I kept my own counsel.
“To-morrow Laputa and Henriques meet at Umvelos’, probably at your new
store, Mr Crawfurd. And so the ball commences.”
My resolution was suddenly taken.
“I think,” I said, “I had better be present at the meeting, as
representing the firm.”
Captain Arcoll stared at me and laughed. “I had thought of going
myself,” he said.
“Then you go to certain death, disguise yourself as you please. You
cannot meet them in the store as I can. I’m there on my ordinary
business, and they will never suspect. If you’re to get any news, I’m
the man to go.”
He looked at me steadily for a minute or so. “I’m not sure that’s such
a bad idea of yours. I would be better employed myself on the Berg,
and, as you say, I would have little chance of hearing anything. You’re
a plucky fellow, Mr Crawfurd. I suppose you understand that the risk is
pretty considerable.”
“I suppose I do; but since I’m in this thing, I may as well see it out.
Besides, I’ve an old quarrel with our friend Laputa.”
“Good and well,” said Captain Arcoll. “Draw in your chair to the table,
then, and I’ll explain to you the disposition of my men. I should tell
you that I have loyal natives in my pay in most tribes, and can count
on early intelligence. We can’t match their telepathy; but the new type
of field telegraph is not so bad, and may be a trifle more reliable.”
Till midnight we pored over maps, and certain details were burned in on
my memory. Then we went to bed and slept soundly, even Mr Wardlaw. It
was strange how fear had gone from the establishment, now that we knew
the worst and had a fighting man by our side.
[1] Hemp.
[2] Council.
[3] Lesser chiefs.
CHAPTER VIII
I FALL IN AGAIN WITH THE REVEREND JOHN LAPUTA
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