Meleager : $b A fantasy — John Stuart Mill — John Shaqi
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Left to myself I strolled leisurely along the stony but clearly
perceptible track, which from this elevation began to wind down the
mountain slope towards the coast. I had not walked much above a mile
when a sound, at first faint but ever growing in intensity, smote upon
my alert ears. I stood still to listen, and soon recognised voices
calling in unison, together with the barking and yapping of dogs. It
was evidently the search-party that was on its way to rescue me in
the forest. Calmly I proceeded, and at a turn in the pathway I could
just detect the advancing throng of men, both mounted and a-foot. So
soon as these had realised the identity of the figure approaching in
the subdued starlight, the whole band halted an instant as if struck
stupid, and then from their midst rushed forth Hiridia with a shrill
cry of delight and threw himself on the rough ground at my feet, which
he covered with kisses. The other members of the party now hurried
towards me to show their joy and relief in a manner fully as rapturous
if more restrained. I received their felicitations and answered their
questions in an indifferent tone, making light of my late misadventure
and only expressing concern for the loss of my favourite horse, which
however they assured me had been caught riderless in the woods.
Apparently the notion of the wild beasts roaming in the thickets had
chiefly aroused their anxiety for me, but this last suggestion I
repudiated with quiet scorn. "What has the Child of the Sun," I asked,
"to fear from his Father's humblest subjects, the beasts of the forest?
Would they have dared to approach his sacred person save to crouch at
his feet and lick them in token of his divinity?" At this rebuke all my
attendants stood crestfallen and ashamed. Nevertheless, they ventured
to express concern for my presumed state of hunger--the Meleagrian is
invariably a good and frequent trencherman--but I merely remarked that
in no wise was I suffering from want of food: a state of things by the
way which was by no means so remarkable as it appeared to my devoted
retainers, in view of the hearty meal I had swallowed at d'Aragno's
house, that I naturally forbore to mention. Altogether the genuine
pleasure and the awestruck feelings wherewith I had been received by
my followers afforded me no little satisfaction, as, mounted on a pony
with Hiridia proudly holding my bridle, I was escorted by this adoring
throng down the steep circling path that led towards the capital. The
night was well advanced when finally we arrived at our destination,
where I found the whole household in a condition of intense alarm,
which speedily was converted into a frantic demonstration of joy on
the news of my safe return and the subsequent sight of myself in
their midst. I thought it prudent to attend the public supper in the
great hall despite the lateness of the hour, although after my recent
refreshment at d'Aragno's I had little appetite left.