Adventure stories; Fantasy fiction, English; Quatermain, Allan (Fictitious character) -- Fiction
This left us about sixteen hundred able-bodied men or many more than we
could employ with effect in that narrow place. Therefore we determined
to act upon a plan which we had already designed in case such an
emergency as ours should arise. About three hundred and fifty of the
best men were to remain to defend the temple till all were slain. The
rest, to the number of over a thousand, were to withdraw through the
second court and the gates beyond to the camp of the women and
children. These they were to conduct by secret paths that were known to
them to where the camels were kraaled, and mounting as many as possible
of them on the camels to fly whither they could. Our hope was that the
victorious Black Kendah would be too exhausted to follow them across
the plain to the distant mountains. It was a dreadful determination,
but we had no choice.
“What of my wife?” Ragnall asked hoarsely.
“While the temple stands she must remain in the temple,” replied Harût.
“But when all is lost, if I have fallen, do you, White Lord, go to the
sanctuary with those who remain and take her and the Ivory Child and
flee after the others. Only I lay this charge on you under pain of the
curse of Heaven, that you do not suffer the Ivory Child to fall into
the hands of the Black Kendah. First must you burn it with fire or
grind it to dust with stones. Moreover, I give this command to all in
case the priests in charge of it should fail me, that they set flame to
the brushwood that is built up with the stacks of corn, so that, after
all, those of our enemies who escape may die of famine.”
Instantly and without murmuring, for never did I see more perfect
discipline than that which prevailed among these poor people, the
orders given by Harût, who in addition to his office as head priest was
a kind of president of what was in fact a republic, were put in the way
of execution. Company by company the men appointed to escort the women
and children departed through the gateway of the second court, each
company turning in the gateway to salute us who remained, by raising
their spears, till all were gone. Then we, the three hundred and fifty
who were left, marshalled ourselves as the Greeks may have done in the
Pass of Thermopylæ.
First stood I and my riflemen, to whom all the remaining ammunition was
served out; it amounted to eight rounds per man. Then, ranged across
the court in four lines, came the spearmen armed with lances and swords
under the immediate command of Harût. Behind these, near the gate of
the second court so that at the last they might attempt the rescue of
the priestess, were fifty picked men, captained by Ragnall, who, I
forgot to say, was wounded in two places, though not badly, having
received a spear thrust in the left shoulder and a sword cut to the
left thigh during his desperate defence of the entrenchment.
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