Adventure stories; Fantasy fiction, English; Quatermain, Allan (Fictitious character) -- Fiction
While we ate, priests to the number of about a dozen, who I suppose had
been summoned by Harût, were admitted by the guard and, gathering out
of earshot of us between the altar and the sanctuary, entered on an
earnest discussion with him. Watching their faces I could see that
there was a strong difference of opinion between them, about half
taking one view on the matter of which they disputed, and half another.
At length Harût made some proposition to which they all agreed. Then
the door of the sanctuary was opened with a strange sort of key which
one of the priests produced, showing a dark interior in which gleamed a
white object, I suppose the statue of the Child. Harût and two others
entered, the door being closed behind them. About five minutes later
they appeared again and others, who listened earnestly and after
renewed consultation signified assent by holding up the right hand. Now
one of the priests walked to where we were and, bowing, begged us to
advance to the altar. This we did, and were stood in a line in front of
it, Hans being set in the middle place, while the priests ranged
themselves on either side. Next Harût, having once more opened the door
of the sanctuary, took his stand a little to the right of it and
addressed us, not in English but in his own language, pausing at the
end of each sentence that I might translate to Ragnall.
“Lords Macumazana and Igeza, and yellow man who is named
Light-in-Darkness,” he said, “we, the head priests of the Child,
speaking on behalf of the White Kendah people with full authority so to
do, have taken counsel together and of the wisdom of the Child as to
the demands which you make of us. Those demands are: First, that after
you have killed Jana and defeated the Black Kendah we should give over
to you the white lady who was born in a far land to fill the office of
Guardian of the Child, as is shown by the mark of the new moon upon her
breast, but who, because for the second time we could not take her,
became the wife of you, the Lord Igeza. Secondly, that we should
conduct you and her safely out of our land to some place whence you can
return to your own country. Both of these things we will do, because we
know from of old that if once Jana is dead we shall have no cause to
fear the Black Kendah any more, since we believe that then they will
leave their home and go elsewhere, and therefore that we shall no
longer need an Oracle to declare to us in what way Heaven will protect
us from Jana and from them. Or if another Oracle should become
necessary to us, doubtless in due season she will be found. Also we
admit that we stole away this lady because we must, although she was
the wife of one of you. But if we swear this, you on your part must
also swear that you will stay with us till the end of the war, making
our cause your cause and, if need be, giving your lives for us in
battle. You must swear further that none of you will attempt to see or
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