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I got off with my life, there would be work for me to do in the
Armageddon which I saw approaching. Should I escape, I

wondered. What would hinder Laputa from setting his men to
follow me, and seize me before I could get into safety? My

only chance was that Arcoll might have been busy this day,
and the countryside too full of his men to let Laputa's Kaffirs

through. But if this was so, Laputa and I should be stopped,
and then Laputa would certainly kill me. I wished - and yet I

did not wish - that Arcoll should hold all approaches. As I
reflected, my first exhilaration died away. The scales were still

heavily weighted against me.
Laputa returned, closing the door behind him.

'I will bargain with you on my own terms. You shall have
your life, and in return you will take me to the place where you

hid the collar, and put it into my hands. I will ride there, and
you will run beside me, tied to my saddle. If we are in danger

from the white men, I will shoot you dead. Do you accept?'
'Yes,' I said, scrambling to my feet, and ruefully testing my

shaky legs. 'But if you want me to get to Machudi's you must
go slowly, for I am nearly foundered.'

Then he brought out a Bible, and made me swear on it that
I would do as I promised.

'Swear to me in turn,' I said, 'that you will give me my life
if I restore the jewels.'

He swore, kissing the book like a witness in a police-court. I
had forgotten that the man called himself a Christian.

'One thing more I ask,' I said. 'I want my dog decently buried.'
'That has been already done,' was the reply. 'He was a brave

animal, and my people honour bravery.'
CHAPTER XVII

A DEAL AND ITS CONSEQUENCES
My eyes were bandaged tight, and a thong was run round my

right wrist and tied to Laputa's saddle-bow. I felt the glare of
the afternoon sun on my head, and my shins were continually

barked by stones and trees; but these were my only tidings of
the outer world. By the sound of his paces Laputa was riding

the Schimmel, and if any one thinks it easy to go blindfold by a
horse's side I hope he will soon have the experience. In the

darkness I could not tell the speed of the beast. When I ran I
overshot it and was tugged back; when I walked my wrist was

dislocated with the tugs forward.
For an hour or more I suffered this breakneck treatment.

We were descending. Often I could hear the noise of falling
streams, and once we splashed through a mountain ford.

Laputa was taking no risks, for he clearly had in mind the
possibility of some accident which would set me free, and he

had no desire to have me guiding Arcoll to his camp.
But as I stumbled and sprawled down these rocky tracks I

was not thinking of Laputa's plans. My whole soul was filled
with regret for Colin, and rage against his murderer. After my

first mad rush I had not thought about my dog. He was dead,
but so would I be in an hour or two, and there was no cause to

lament him. But at the first revival of hope my grief had
returned. As they bandaged my eyes I was wishing that they

would let me see his grave. As I followed beside Laputa I told
myself that if ever I got free, when the war was over I would

go to Inanda's Kraal, find the grave, and put a tombstone over
it in memory of the dog that saved my life. I would also write

that the man who shot him was killed on such and such a day
at such and such a place by Colin's master. I wondered why

Laputa had not the wits to see the Portugoose's treachery and
to let me fight him. I did not care what were the weapons -

knives or guns, or naked fists - I would certainly kill him, and
afterwards the Kaffirs could do as they pleased with me. Hot

tears of rage and weakness wet the bandage on my eyes, and
the sobs which came from me were not only those of weariness.

At last we halted. Laputa got down and took off the bandage,
and I found myself in one of the hill-meadows which lie among

the foothills of the Wolkberg. The glare blinded me, and for a
little I could only see the marigolds growing at my feet. Then

I had a glimpse of the deep gorge of the Great Letaba below
me, and far to the east the flats running out to the hazy blue

line of the Lebombo hills. Laputa let me sit on the ground for
a minute or two to get my breath and rest my feet. 'That was a

rough road,' he said. 'You can take it easier now, for I have no
wish to carry you.' He patted the Schimmel, and the beautiful

creature turned his mild eyes on the pair of us. I wondered if
he recognized his rider of two nights ago.

I had seen Laputa as the Christian minister, as the priest
and king in the cave, as the leader of an army at Dupree's

Drift, and at the kraal we had left as the savage with all self-
control flung to the winds. I was to see this amazing man in a

further part. For he now became a friendly and rational
companion. He kept his horse at an easy walk, and talked to

me as if we were two friends out for a trip together. Perhaps
he had talked thus to Arcoll, the half-caste who drove his

Cape-cart.
The wooded bluff above Machudi's glen showed far in

front. He told me the story of the Machudi war, which I
knew already, but he told it as a saga. There had been a

stratagem by which one of the Boer leaders - a Grobelaar, I
think - got some of his men into the enemy's camp by hiding

them in a captured forage wagon.
'Like the Trojan horse,' I said involuntarily.

'Yes,' said my companion, 'the same old device,' and to my
amazement he quoted some lines of Virgil.

'Do you understand Latin?' he asked.
I told him that I had some slight knowledge of the tongue,

acquired at the university of Edinburgh. Laputa nodded. He
mentioned the name of a professor there, and commented on

his scholarship.
'O man!' I cried, 'what in God's name are you doing in this

business? You that are educated and have seen the world, what
makes you try to put the clock back? You want to wipe out the

civilization of a thousand years, and turn us all into savages.
It's the more shame to you when you know better.'

'You misunderstand me,' he said quietly. 'It is because I
have sucked civilization dry that I know the bitterness of the

fruit. I want a simpler and better world, and I want that world
for my own people. I am a Christian, and will you tell me that

your civilization pays much attention to Christ? You call
yourself a patriot? Will you not give me leave to be a patriot

in turn?'
'If you are a Christian, what sort of Christianity is it to

deluge the land with blood?'
'The best,' he said. 'The house must be swept and garnished

before the man of the house can dwell in it. You have
read history, Such a purging has descended on the Church at

many times, and the world has awakened to a new hope. It is
the same in all religions. The temples grow tawdry and foul

and must be cleansed, and, let me remind you, the cleanser
has always come out of the desert.'

I had no answer, being too weak and forlorn to think. But I
fastened on his patriotic plea.

'Where are the patriots in your following? They are all red
Kaffirs crying for blood and plunder. Supposing you were

Oliver Cromwell you could make nothing out of such a crew.'
'They are my people,' he said simply.

By this time we had forded the Great Letaba, and were
making our way through the clumps of forest to the crown of

the plateau. I noticed that Laputa kept well in cover, preferring
the tangle of wooded undergrowth to the open spaces of the

water-meadows. As he talked, his wary eyes were keeping a
sharp look-out over the landscape. I thrilled with the thought

that my own folk were near at hand.
Once Laputa checked me with his hand as I was going to

speak, and in silence we crossed the kloof of a little stream.
After that we struck a long strip of forest and he slackened

his watch.
'if you fight for a great cause,' I said, 'why do you let a

miscreant like Henriques have a hand in it? You must know
that the man's only interest in you is the chance of loot. I am

for you against Henriques, and I tell you plain that if you don't
break the snake's back it will sting you.'

Laputa looked at me with an odd, meditative look.
'You misunderstand again, Mr Storekeeper. The Portuguese

is what you call a "mean white." His only safety is among us. I
am campaigner enough to know that an enemy, who has a

burning grievance against my other enemies, is a good ally.
You are too hard on Henriques. You and your friends have

treated him as a Kaffir, and a Kaffir he is in everything but
Kaffir virtues. What makes you so anxious that Henriques

should not betray me?'
'I'm not a mean white,' I said, 'and I will speak the truth. I

hope, in God's name, to see you smashed; but I want it done
by honest men, and not by a yellow devil who has murdered

my dog and my friends. Sooner or later you will find him out;
and if he escapes you, and there's any justice in heaven, he

won't escape me.'
'Brave words,' said Laputa, with a laugh, and then in one

second he became rigid in the saddle. We had crossed a patch
of meadow and entered a wood, beyond which ran the highway.

I fancy he was out in his reckoning, and did not think the
road so near. At any rate, after a moment he caught the sound

of horses, and I caught it too. The wood was thin, and there
was no room for retreat, while to recross the meadow would

bring us clean into the open. He jumped from his horse, untied
with amazing quickness the rope halter from its neck, and

started to gag me by winding the thing round my jaw.
I had no time to protest that I would keep faith, and my

right hand was tethered to his pommel. In the grip of these
great arms I was helpless, and in a trice was standing dumb as

a lamp-post; while Laputa, his left arm round both of mine,
and his right hand over the schimmel's eyes, strained his ears

like a sable antelope who has scented danger.
There was never a more brutal gagging. The rope crushed

my nose and drove my lips down on my teeth, besides gripping
my throat so that I could scarcely breathe. The pain was so

great that I became sick, and would have fallen but for Laputa.
Happily I managed to get my teeth apart, so that one coil

slipped between, and eased the pain of the jaws. But the rest
was bad enough to make me bite frantically on the tow, and I

think in a little my sharp front teeth would have severed it. All
this discomfort prevented me seeing what happened. The

wood, as I have said, was thin, and through the screen of
leaves I had a confused impression of men and horses passing

interminably. There can only have been a score at the most;
but the moments drag if a cord is gripping your throat. When

Laputa at length untied me, I had another fit of nausea, and
leaned helplessly against a tree.

Laputa listened till the sound of the horses had died away;
then silently we stole to the edge of the road, across, and into

the thicker evergreen bush on the far side. At a pace which
forced me to run hard, we climbed a steepish slope, till ahead

of us we saw the bald green crown of the meadowlands. I
noticed that his face had grown dark and sullen again. He was

in an enemy's country, and had the air of the hunted instead
of the hunter. When I stopped he glowered at me, and once, when

I was all but overcome with fatigue, he lifted his hand in a
threat. Had he carried a sjambok, it would have fallen on my back.

If he was nervous, so was I. The fact that I was out of the


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