So did Hans, for hewhispered:The Hairy People are
here, Baas. So did Hans, for hewhispered:The Hairy People are here, Baas. Only to me
thosecountenances had grown very cruel. He says that you must come up and make your
offering to the god.
Is not the name of Dacha known to the ends of the
earth? This was now empty, although in it lights still burned.
In this case, words may serve us better than
bullets. The torch was bentdownwards, and I heard the sound of kindling taking
fire.
You will learn all about Heu-Heu before the night
isover. I pray so also, since she is too fair to die, I answered, who wouldbe a
lovely wife for any man.
Itwas an eerie business in such surroundings that I
confess began to getupon my nerves. I suppose that these remarks, or something in my
eye, impressed him. But, Lady, I went on, what is to happen to me and to my
companionwho is named Lord-of-the-Fire?
Did not Zikali tell youthat, O
Blowing-Wind?
For a while we remained thus insilence, staring at
the blackness in front where no lamps burned.
He says that you must come up and make your
offering to the god. Dacha seemed as though he were about to say something, a word
of doommayhap.
The god is about to take her into his keeping, she
repliedenigmatically. Then came theillusions which really I cant describe to
you.
Certainly, of illusions therewere plenty, most of
them bad, like those of a nightmare. Also he wore a priestlycap upon his head and
his white robes were broidered.
But, Lady, I went on, what is to happen to me and
to my companionwho is named Lord-of-the-Fire?
He led us down a passage into a fine hall
plentifullylit with lamps for now the night had fallen.
I was puzzled for a moment till Hans remarked:I
think she means the matches, Baas. Infact, I think it was Dramana who kissed me, for
she, too, had gonemad. Also that it would be wise not tointerfere in matters that
did not concern us.