“Come!” repeated the leader, and an instant later they had hooked
their spears about my arms and neck and none too gently they dragged
me from the hut. I had something of a presentiment that this was to
be the end. At the doorway I half turned to glance back at the girl.
She was standing wide-eyed and tense, watching them drag me away.
“Good-bye—Julian,” she said. “We shall never meet again for there is
none to carry our souls to a new incarnation.”
“We are not dead yet,” I called back, “and remember if you need me
call me,” and then the hanging dropped behind us, and she was shut
off from my vision.
They did not take me to my own hut, but to another, not far distant
from Nah-ee-lah’s, and there they bound my hands and feet with strips
of leather and threw me upon the ground. Afterwards they left me,
dropping the hanging before the entrance. I did not think that they
would eat me, for Orthis had joined with me in explaining to Ga-va-go
and the others that our flesh was poisonous, and though they may have
questioned the veracity of our statements, nevertheless I was quite
sure that they would not risk the chance of our having told the
truth.
The Va-gas obtain their leather by curing the hides of their dead.
The better portions they use for their trappings and harness. The
other portions they cut into thin strips, which they use in lieu of
rope. Most of this is very strong, but some of it is not, especially
that which is improperly cured.
The warriors who had been sent to seize me had scarcely left the hut
before I commenced working with my bonds in an attempt to loosen or
break them. I exerted all my strength in the effort, until I became
sure that those which held my hands were stretching. The effort,
however, was very tiring, and I had to stop often and rest. I do not
know how long I worked at them, but it must have been a very long
time before I became convinced that however much they gave they were
not going to break. Just what I intended to do with my freedom I do
not know, since there was little or no chance that I might escape
from the village. Perpetual daylight has its disadvantages, and this
was one of them, that there was no concealing nocturnal darkness
during which I might sneak away from the village unseen.
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