The Romance of Golden Star ...Griffith, George Chetwynd
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The Romance of Golden Star ...
Griffith, George Chetwynd
Fantasy fiction
He did so, and at first the wretch's eyes glittered and then grew dim
when the true meaning of his doom came upon him, for it meant he knew
not how long an imprisonment with a man who had betrayed his friends,
and whom, as he had confessed, he would himself have betrayed; and he
thought, too, that I had only promised him his life and the gold to make
him speak, and that now I would keep him prisoner and perhaps kill him
in the end. So he fell on his knees, like the craven that he was, and
begged for mercy, and told Hartness of my promise, and with Hartness's
lips I told him only that he must have patience and wait until it was my
pleasure to do what I had said.
After this I called Tupac and Anahuac and told them what I wished done,
and they took a score of their men and forthwith began to build, in a
corner of the hall beside the throne, a chamber measuring some ten feet
each way, of the oblong blocks of gold which were piled up in the
pyramid, and while they were doing this I called the soldiers before me
and told them, speaking in their own dialect, that if they were faithful
to me until the end of the war, each man should have one ounce weight of
gold paid to him every month, and one ounce more for each of his
comrades that he could persuade to join us, and for this night's work I
would give them each a wedge of gold of the weight of two ounces, which
was more money than all that they had earned in their lives before; and
when I had promised this they went on their knees and swore faith to me
and destruction to their hated Spanish masters.
Then I told them how Francis Hartness would lead them to battle and to
victory as he had led the soldiers of his own nation, and after that he
spoke to them in Spanish, and told them what to tell their comrades and
what was to be done with the arms and ammunition when the signal for the
rising was given.
All this while Djama and the Spaniard were kept standing watching the
building of their golden prison-cell. The men worked swiftly, and the
many hands made the toil light, and they built the walls up very thick
and strong, fitting the golden bricks closely into each other, and
making the walls smooth and without hand or foot-hold, so that neither
could any of the bricks be got out, nor the walls be climbed. The cell
was divided into two by another wall, and when the walls were finished
they were about ten feet high, and there was an opening into each cell
in front, large enough for a man to crawl in on his hands and knees.
When all was ready I said to Djama,--
'There is your house of gold. Go and dwell in it till it shall be safe
for me to release you. Every day, as I have said, you shall eat and
drink from plates and cups of gold, and you shall dream of gold until
this gold-fever of yours is cured.'
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