Adventure stories; Fantasy fiction, English; Quatermain, Allan (Fictitious character) -- Fiction
“His left eye and the tip of his trunk are not invulnerable,” I
remarked, “though from what I saw of him I should say there is no doubt
about his being able to think for himself. Well, I am glad the brute is
coming as I have an account to settle with him.”
“As he, Lord, who does not forget, has an account to settle with you
and your servant, Light-in-Darkness,” commented Harût in an unpleasant
and suggestive tone.
Then after we had taken a few measurements and Ragnall, who understands
such matters, had drawn a rough sketch of the place in his pocket-book
to serve as data for our proposed scheme of fortifications, we pursued
our journey back to the town, where we had left all our stores and
there were many things to be arranged. It proved to be quite a long
ride, down the eastern slope of the mountain which was easy to
negotiate, although like the rest of this strange hill it was covered
with dense cedar forests that also seemed to me to have defensive
possibilities. Reaching its foot at length we were obliged to make a
detour by certain winding paths to avoid ground that was too rough for
the camels, so that in the end we did not come to our own house in the
Town of the Child till about midday.
Glad enough were we to reach it, since all three of us were tired out
with our terrible night journey and the anxious emotions that we had
undergone. Indeed, after we had eaten we lay down and I rejoiced to see
that, notwithstanding the state of mental excitement into which the
discovery of his wife had plunged him, Ragnall was the first of us to
fall asleep.
About five o’clock we were awakened by a messenger from Harût, who
requested our attendance on important business at a kind of
meeting-house which stood at a little distance on an open place where
the White Kendah bartered produce. Here we found Harût and about twenty
of the headmen seated in the shade of a thatched roof, while behind
them, at a respectful distance, stood quite a hundred of the White
Kendah. Most of these, however, were women and children, for as I have
said the greater part of the male population was absent from the town
because of the commencement of the harvest.
We were conducted to chairs, or rather stools of honour, and when we
two had seated ourselves, Hans taking his stand behind us, Harût rose
and informed us that an embassy had arrived from the Black Kendah which
was about to be admitted.
Presently they came, five of them, great, truculent-looking fellows of
a surprising blackness, unarmed, for they had not been allowed to bring
their weapons into the town, but adorned with the usual silver chains
across their breasts to show their rank, and other savage finery. In
the man who was their leader I recognized one of those messengers who
had accosted us when first we entered their territory on our way from
the south, before that fight in which I was taken prisoner. Stepping
forward and addressing himself to Harût, he said:
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