“And now,” said Tanar, “point the way to Jude’s village and I shall be
gone. Never, Gura, can I repay you for your kindness to me—a kindness
which I can only explain on the strength of the Amiocapian blood which
is in you. I shall never see you again, Gura, but I shall carry the
recollection of your image and your kindness always in my heart.”
“I am going with you,” said Gura.
“You cannot do that,” said Tanar.
“How else may I guide you to the village of Jude then?” she demanded.
“You do not have to guide me; only tell me the direction in which it
lies and I shall find it,” replied Tanar.
“I am going with you,” said the girl, determinedly. “There is only hate
and misery in the cave of my father. I would rather be with you.”
“But that cannot be, Gura,” said Tanar.
“If I went back now to the cave of Scurv he would suspect me of having
aided your escape and they would all beat me. Come, we cannot waste time
here for if you do not return quickly, Scurv will become suspicious and
set out upon your trail.” She had dropped to the ground beside him and
now she started off into the forest.
“Have it as you wish, then, Gura,” said Tanar, “but I am afraid that you
are going to regret your act—I am afraid that we are both going to
regret it.”
“At least I shall have a little happiness in life,” said the girl, “and
if I have that I shall be willing to die.”
“Wait,” said Tanar, “in which direction does the village of Jude lie?”
The girl pointed. “Very well,” said Tanar, “instead of going on the
ground and leaving our spoor plainly marked for Scurv to follow, we
shall take to the trees, for after having watched you descend the cliff
I know that you must be able to travel as rapidly among the branches as
you do upon the ground.”
“I have never done it,” said the girl, “but wherever you go I shall
follow.”
Although Tanar had been loath to permit the girl to accompany him,
nevertheless he found that her companionship made what would have been
otherwise a lonely adventure far from unpleasant.
XII
“I HATE YOU!”
The companions of Bohar the Bloody had not waited long for him after he
had set out in pursuit of Stellara and had not returned. They hastened
the work upon their boat to early completion, and, storing provisions
and water, sailed out of the cove on the shores of which they had
constructed their craft and bore away for Korsar with no regret for
Bohar, whom they all cordially hated.
The very storm that had come near to driving Tanar past the island of
Hime bore the Korsars down upon the opposite end, carried away their
rude sail and finally dashed their craft, a total wreck, upon the rocks
at the upper end of Hime.
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