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and separated from him by a bodyguard; was borne a second litter。 By
means of a similar aperture in front he discovered yet more soldiers;
and beyond them; at the head of the procession; was what appeared to
be a body of white…robed men and women bearing strange emblems and
banners。 These he took to be priests and priestesses。

Having examined everything that was within reach of his eye; Alan sank
back upon his cushions and began to realize that he was very faint and
hungry。 It was just then that the sound of a familiar voice reached
his ears。 It was the voice of Jeekie; and he did not speak; he chanted
in English to a melody which Alan at once recognized as a Gregorian
tone; apparently from the second litter。

〃Oh; Major;〃 he sang; 〃have you yet awoke from refre…e…eshing sleep?
If so; please answer me in same tone of voice; for remember that you
de…e…evil of a swell; Lord of the Little Bonsa; and must not speak
like co…o…ommon cad。〃

Feeble as he was Alan nearly burst out laughing; then remembering that
probably he was expected not to laugh; chanted his answer as directed;
which having a good tenor voice; he did with some effect; to the
evident awe and delight of all the escort within hearing。

〃I am awake; most excellent Jee…e…ekie; and feel the need of food; if
you have such a thing abou…ou…out you and it is lawful for the Lord of
Little Bonsa to take nu…tri…ment。〃

Instantly Jeekie's deep voice rose in reply。

〃That good tidings upon the mountain tops; Ma…ajor。 Can't come out to
bring you chop because too i…i…infra dig; for now I also biggish bug;
the little bird what sit upon the rose; as poet sa…a…ays。 I tell these
Johnnies bring you grub; which you eat without qualm; for Asiki Al
coo…o…ook。〃

Then followed loud orders issued by Jeekie to his immediate
/entourage/; and some confusion。

As a result presently Alan's litter was halted; the curtains were
opened and kneeling women thrust through them platters of wood upon
which; wrapped up in leaves; were the dismembered limbs of a bird
which he took to be chicken or guinea…fowl; and a gold cup containing
water pleasantly flavoured with some essence。 This cup interested him
very much both on account of its shape and workmanship; which if rude;
was striking in design; resembling those drinking vessels that have
been found in Mycenian graves。 Also it proved to him that Jeekie's
stories of the abundance of the precious metal among the Asiki had not
been exaggerated。 If it were not very plentiful; they would scarcely;
he thought; make their travelling cups of gold。 Evidently there was
wealth in the land。

After the food had been handed to him the litter went on again; and
seated upon his cushions; he ate and drank heartily enough; for now
that the worst of his fatigue had passed away; his hunger was great。
In some absurd fashion this meal reminded him of that which a
traveller makes out of a luncheon basket upon a railway line in Europe
or America。 Only there the cups are not of gold and among the Asiki
were no paper napkins; no salt and mustard; and no three and sixpence
or dollar to pay。 Further; until he got used to it; luncheon in a
linen mask with a moveable mouth was not easy。 This difficulty he
overcame at last by propping the imitation lips apart with a piece of
bone; after which things were easier。

When he had finished he threw the platter and the remains out of the
litter; retaining the cup for further examination; and recommenced his
intoned and poetical converse with Jeekie。

To set it out at length would be wearisome; but in the course of an
hour or so he collected a good deal of information。 Thus he learned
that they were due to arrive at the Asiki city; which was called Bonsa
Town; by nightfall; or a little after。 Also he was informed that the
mask he wore was; as he had guessed; a kind of undress uniform without
which he must never appear; since for anyone except the Asika herself
to look upon the naked countenance of an individual so mysteriously
mixed up with Little Bonsa; was sacrilege of the worst sort。 Indeed
Jeekie assured him that the priests who had put on the headdress when
he was insensible were first blindfolded。

This news depressed Alan very much; since the prospect of living in a
linen mask for an indefinite period was not cheerful。 Recovering; he
chanted a query as to the fate of the Ogula crew and their chief
Fahni。

〃Not de…ad;〃 intoned Jeekie in reply; 〃and not gone back。 A…all alive…
O; somewhere behind there。 Fanny very sick about it; for he think
Asiki bring them along for sacrifice; poo…or beg…gars。〃

Finally he inquired where Little Bonsa was and was answered that he
himself as its lawful guardian; was sitting on the fetish in its tin
box; tidings that he was able to verify by groping beneath the
cushions。

After this his voice gave out; though Jeekie continued to sing items
of interesting news from time to time。 Indeed there were other things
that absorbed Alan's attention。 Looking through the peepholes and
cracks in the curtains; he saw that at last they had reached the crest
of a ridge up which they had been climbing for hours。 Before them lay
a vast and fertile valley; much of which seemed to be under
cultivation; and down it flowed a broad and placid river。 Opposite to
him and facing west a great tongue of land ran up to a wall of
mountains with stark precipices of black rock that seemed to be
hundreds; or even thousands; of feet high; and at the tip of this
tongue a mighty waterfall rushed over the precipice; looking at that
distance like a cascade of smoke。 This torrent; which he remembered
was called Raaba; fell into a great pool and there divided itself into
two rushing branches that enclosed an ellipse of ground; surrounded on
all sides by water; for on its westernmost extremity the branches met
again and after flowing a while as one river; divided once more and
wound away quietly to north and south further than the eye could
reach。 On the island thus formed; which may have been three miles long
by two in breadth; stood thousands of straw…roofed; square…built huts
with verandas; neatly arranged in blocks and lines and having between
them streets that were edged with palms。

On the hither side of the pool was what looked like a park; for here
grew great; black trees; which from their flat shape Alan took to be
some variety of cedar; and standing alone in the midst of this park
where no other habitations could be discovered; was a large; low
building with dark…coloured walls and gabled roofs that flashed like
fire。

〃The Gold House!〃 said Alan to himself with a gasp。 〃So it is not a
dream or a lie。〃

The details at that distance he could not discover; nor did he try to
do so; for the general glory of the scene held him in its grip。 At
this evening hour; for a little while; the level rays of the setting
sun poured straight up the huge; water…hollowed kloof。 They struck
upon the face of the fall; staining it and the clouds of mist that
hung above; to a hundred glorious hues; indeed the substance of the
foaming water seemed to be interlaced with rainbows whereof the arch
reached their crest and the feet were lost in the sullen blackness of
the pool beneath。 Beautiful too was the valley; glowing in the quiet
light of evening; and even the native town thus gilded and glorified;
looked like some happy home of peace。

The sun was sinking rapidly; and before the litter reached the foot of
the hill and began to cross the rich valley; all the glory had
departed and only the cataract showed white and ghost…like through the
gloom。 But still the light; which seemed to gather to itself; gleamed
upon that golden roof amid the cedar trees; then the moon rose and the
gold was turned to silver。 Alan lay back upon his cushions full of
wonder; almost of awe。 It was a marvellous thing that he should have
lived to reach this secret place hidden in the heart of Africa and
defended by swamps; mountains and savages to which; so far as he knew;
only one white man had ever penetrated。 And to think of it! That white
man; his own uncle; had never even held it worth while to make public
any account of its wonders; which appar

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