Meanwhile the boats had gathered together at a distance, and
we could see that the occupants, who were
evidently much frightened,
were consulting what to do. Without giving them time for further
consideration, which we thought might result unfavourably to
ourselves, we
instantly took our paddles and
advanced towards
them, Good
standing in the bow and
taking off his cocked hat
politely in ever direction, his
amiable features suffused by
a bland but
intelligent smile. Most of the craft retreated as
we
advanced, but a few held their ground, while the big row-boat
came on to meet us. Presently we were
alongside, and I could
see that our appearance -- and especially Good's and Umslopogaas's
-- filled the
venerable-looking
commander with
astonishment,
not unmixed with awe. He was dressed after the same fashion
as the man we first met, except that his shirt was not made of
brown cloth, but of pure white linen hemmed with
purple. The
kilt, however, was
identical, and so were the thick rings of
gold around the arm and beneath the left knee. The rowers wore
only a kilt, their bodies being naked to the waist. Good took
off his hat to the old gentleman with an extra
flourish, and
inquired after his health in the purest English, to which he
replied by laying the first two fingers of his right hand horizontally
across his lips and
holding them there for a moment, which we
took as his method of
salutation. Then he also addressed some
remarks to us in the same soft accents that had distinguished
our first interviewer, which we were forced to indicate we did
not understand by shaking our heads and shrugging our shoulders.
This last Alphonse, being to the manner born, did to perfection,
and in so
polite a way that nobody could take any offence. Then
we came a standstill, till I, being
exceedingly hungry, thought
I might as well call attention to the fact, and did so first
by
opening my mouth and pointing down it, and then rubbing my
stomach. These signals the old gentleman clearly understood,
for he nodded his head
vigorously, and
pointed towards the harbour;
and at the same time one of the men on his boat threw us a line
and motioned to us to make it fast, which we did. The row-boat
then took us in tow, and went with great
rapidity towards the
mouth of the river, accompanied by all the other boats. In about
twenty minutes more we reached the entrance to the harbour, which
was
crowded with boats full of people who had come out to see
us. We observed that all the occupants were more or less of
the same type, though some were fairer than others. Indeed,
we noticed certain ladies whose skin was of a most dazzling whiteness;
and the darkest shade of colour which we saw was about that of
a rather
swarthy Spaniard. Presently the wide river gave a sweep,
and when it did so an
exclamation of
astonishment and delight
burst from our lips as we caught our first view of the place
that we afterwards knew as Milosis, or the Frowning City (from
mi, which means city, and losis, a frown).
At a distance of some five hundred yards from the river's bank
rose a sheer
precipice of
granite, two hundred feet or so in
height, which had no doubt once formed the bank itself -- the
intermediate space of land now utilized as docks and roadways
having been gained by draining, and deepening and embanking
the stream.
On the brow of this
precipice stood a great building of the same
granite that formed the cliff, built on three sides of a square,
the fourth side being open, save for a kind of battlement pierced
at its base by a little door. This
imposing place we afterwards
discovered was the palace of the queen, or rather of the queens.
At the back of the palace the town sloped
gentlyupwards to
a flashing building of white
marble, crowned by the golden dome
which we had already observed. The city was, with the exception
of this one building, entirely built of red
granite, and laid
out in regular blocks with splendid roadways between. So far
as we could see also the houses were all one-storied and detached,
with gardens round them, which gave some
relief to the eye wearied
with the vista of red
granite. At the back of the palace a road
of
extraordinary width stretched away up the hill for a distance
of a mile and a half or so, and appeared to
terminate at an open
space
surrounding the gleaming building that crowned the hill.
But right in front of us was the wonder and glory of Milosis
-- the great
staircase of the palace, the
magnificence of which
took our
breath away. Let the reader imagine, if he can, a splendid
stairway, sixty-five feet from balustrade to balustrade, consisting
of two vast flights, each of one hundred and twenty-five steps