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watching me from the deep shade。

〃Piake!〃  I cried; advancing three or four steps。

〃You have returned;〃 he answered; but without moving。  〃Where from?〃

〃Riolama。〃

He shook his head; then asked where it was。

〃Twenty days towards the setting sun;〃 I said。  As he remained silent I added: 〃I heard that I could find gold in the mountains there。  An old man told me; and we went to look for gold。〃

〃What did you find?〃

〃Nothing。〃

〃Ah!〃

And so our conversation appeared to be at an end。  But after a few moments my intense desire to discover whether the savages knew aught of Rima or not made me hazard a question。

〃Do you live here in the forest now?〃  I asked。

He shook his head; and after a while said: 〃We come to kill animals。〃

〃You are like me now;〃 I returned quickly; 〃you fear nothing。〃

He looked distrustfully at me; then came a little nearer and said: 〃You are very brave。  I should not have gone twenty days' journey with no weapons and only an old man for companion。  What weapons did you have?〃

I saw that he feared me and wished to make sure that I had it not in my power to do him some injury。  〃No weapon except my knife;〃 I replied; with assumed carelessness。  With that I raised my cloak so as to let him see for himself; turning my body round before him。  〃Have you found my pistol?〃  I added。

He shook his head; but he appeared less suspicious now and came close up to me。  〃How do you get food?  Where are you going?〃  he asked。

I answered boldly: 〃Food!  I am nearly starving。  I am going to the village to see if the women have got any meat in the pot; and to tell Runi all I have done since I left him。〃

He looked at me keenly; a little surprised at my confidence perhaps; then said that he was also going back and would accompany me One of the other men now advanced; blow…pipe in hand; to join us; and; leaving the wood; we started to walk across the savannah。

It was hateful to have to recross that savannah again; to leave the woodland shadows where I had hoped to find Rima; but I was powerless: I was a prisoner once more; the lost captive recovered and not yet pardoned; probably never to be pardoned。  Only by means of my own cunning could I be saved; and Nuflo; poor old man; must take his chance。

Again and again as we tramped over the barren ground; and when we climbed the ridge; I was compelled to stand still to recover breath; explaining to Piake that I had been travelling day and night; with no meat during the last three days; so that I was exhausted。  This was an exaggeration; but it was necessary to account in some way for the faintness I experienced during our walk; caused less by fatigue and want of food than by anguish of mind。

At intervals I talked to him; asking after all the other members of the community by name。  At last; thinking only of Rima; I asked him if any other person or persons besides his people came to the wood now or lived there。

He said no。  〃Once;〃 I said; 〃there was a daughter of the Didi; a girl you all feared: is she there now?〃

He looked at me with suspicion and then shook his head。  I dared not press him with more questions; but after an interval he said plainly: 〃She is not there now。〃

And I was forced to believe him; for had Rima been in the wood they would not have been there。  She was not there; this much I had discovered。  Had she; then; lost her way; or perished on that long journey from Riolama?  Or had she returned only to fall into the hands of her cruel enemies?  My heart was heavy in me; but if these devils in human shape knew more than they had told me; I must; I said; hide my anxiety and wait patiently to find it out; should they spare my life。  And if they spared me and had not spared that other sacred life interwoven with mine; the time would come when they would find; too late; that they had taken to their bosom a worse devil than themselves。



CHAPTER XIX

My arrival at the village created some excitement; but I was plainly no longer regarded as a friend or one of the family。  Runi was absent; and I looked forward to his return with no little apprehension; he would doubtless decide my fate。  Kua…ko was also away。  The others sat or stood about the great room; staring at me in silence。  I took no notice; but merely asked for food; then for my hammock; which I hung up in the old place; and lying down I fell into a doze。  Runi made his appearance at dusk。  I rose and greeted him; but he spoke no word and; until he went to his hammock; sat in sullen silence; ignoring my presence。

On the following day the crisis came。  We were once more gathered in the roomall but Kua…ko and another of the men; who had not yet returned from some expeditionand for the space of half an hour not a word was spoken by anyone。  Something was expected; even the children were strangely still; and whenever one of the pet birds strayed in at the open door; uttering a little plaintive note; it was chased out again; but without a sound。  At length Runi straightened himself on his seat and fixed his eyes on me; then cleared his throat and began a long harangue; delivered in the loud; monotonous singsong which I knew so well and which meant that the occasion was an important one。  And as is usual in such efforts; the same thought and expressions were used again and again; and yet again; with dull; angry insistence。  The orator of Guayana to be impressive must be long; however little he may have to say。  Strange as it may seem; I listened critically to him; not without a feeling of scorn at his lower intelligence。 But I was easier in my mind now。  From the very fact of his addressing such a speech to me I was convinced that he wished not to take my life; and would not do so if I could clear myself of the suspicion of treachery。

I was a white man; he said; they were Indians; nevertheless they had treated me well。  They had fed me and sheltered me。  They had done a great deal for me: they had taught me the use of the zabatana; and had promised to make one for me; asking for nothing in return。  They had also promised me a wife。  How had I treated them?  I had deserted them; going away secretly to a distance; leaving them in doubt as to my intentions。  How could they tell why I had gone; and where?  They had an enemy。  Managa was his name; he and his people hated them; I knew that he wished them evil; I knew where to find him; for they had told me。  That was what they thought when I suddenly left them。  Now I returned to them; saying that I had been to Riolama。  He knew where Riolama was; although he had never been there: it was so far。  Why did I go to Riolama?  It was a bad place。  There were Indians there; a few; but they were not good Indians like those of Parahuari; and would kill a white man。  HAD I gone there?  Why had I gone there?

He finished at last; and it was my turn to speak; but he had given me plenty of time; and my reply was ready。  〃I have heard you;〃 I said。  〃Your words are good words。  They are the words of a friend。  'I am the white man's friend;' you say; 'is he my friend? He went away secretly; saying no word; why did he go without speaking to his friend who had treated him well?  Has he been to my enemy Managa?  Perhaps he is a friend of my enemy?  Where has he been?' I must now answer these things; saying true words to my friend。  You are an Indian; I am a white man。  You do not know all the white man's thoughts。  These are the things I wish to tell you。  In the white man's country are two kinds of men。  There are the rich men; who have all that a man can desirehouses made of stone; full of fine things; fine clothes; fine weapons; fine ornaments; and they have horses; cattle; sheep; dogseverything they desire。  Because they have gold; for with gold the white man buys everything。  The other kind of white men are the poor; who have no gold and cannot buy or have anything: they must work hard for the rich man for the little food he gives them; and a rag to cover their nakedness; and if he gives them shelter they have it; if not they must lie down in the rain out of doors。  In my own country; a hundred days from here; I was the son of a great chief; who had much gold; and when he died it was all mine; and I was rich。  But I had an 

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