child of storm-第62章
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madcall it which you will。 The mad have a way of living with ghosts;
and ghosts have a way of sharing their food with the mad。 Now you
understand everything; do you not?〃
〃Of course;〃 I answered; 〃it is as plain as the sun。〃
〃Oh! did I not say you were clever; Macumazahn; you who know where
madness ends and ghosts begin; and why they are just the same thing?
Well; the sun is no longer plain。 Look; it has sunk; and you would be
on your road who wish to be far from Nodwengu before morning。 You will
pass the plain of Endondakusuka; will you not; and cross the Tugela by
the drift? Have a look round; Macumazahn; and see if you can recognise
any old friends。 Umbezi; the knave and traitor; for instance; or some
of the princes。 If so; I should like to send them a message。 What!
You cannot wait? Well; then; here is a little present for you; some of
my own work。 Open it when it is light again; Macumazahn; it may serve
to remind you of the strange little tale of Mameena with the Heart of
Fire。 I wonder where she is now? Sometimes; sometimes〃 And he
rolled his great eyes about him and sniffed at the air like a hound。
〃Farewell till we meet again。 Farewell; Macumazahn。 Oh! if you had
only run away with Mameena; how different things might have been
to…day!〃
I jumped up and fled from that terrible old dwarf; whom I verily
believe No; where is the good of my saying what I believe? I fled
from him; leaving him seated on the stone in the shadows; and as I fled;
out of the darkness behind me there arose the sound of his loud and
eerie laughter。
Next morning I opened the packet which he had given me; after wondering
once or twice whether I should not thrust it down an ant…bear hole as it
was。 But this; somehow; I could not find the heart to do; though now I
wish I had。 Inside; cut from the black core of the umzimbiti wood; with
just a little of the white sap left on it to mark the eyes; teeth and
nails; was a likeness of Mameena。 Of course; it was rudely executed;
but it wasor rather is; for I have it stilla wonderfully good
portrait of her; for whether Zikali was or was not a wizard; he was
certainly a good artist。 There she stands; her body a little bent; her
arms outstretched; her head held forward with the lips parted; just as
though she were about to embrace somebody; and in one of her hands; cut
also from the white sap of the umzimbiti; she grasps a human
heartSaduko's; I presume; or perhaps Umbelazi's。
Nor was this all; for the figure was wrapped in a woman's hair; which I
knew at once for that of Mameena; this hair being held in place by the
necklet of big blue beads she used to wear about her throat。
* * * * *
Some five years had gone by; during which many things had happened to me
that need not be recorded here; when one day I found myself in a rather
remote part of the Umvoti district of Natal; some miles to the east of a
mountain called the Eland's Kopje; whither I had gone to carry out a big
deal in mealies; over which; by the way; I lost a good bit of money。
That has always been my fate when I plunged into commercial ventures。
One night my wagons; which were overloaded with these confounded
weevilly mealies; got stuck in the drift of a small tributary of the
Tugela that most inopportunely had come down in flood。 Just as darkness
fell I managed to get them up the bank in the midst of a pelting rain
that soaked me to the bone。 There seemed to be no prospect of lighting
a fire or of obtaining any decent food; so I was about to go to bed
supperless when a flash of lightning showed me a large kraal situated
upon a hillside about half a mile away; and an idea entered my mind。
〃Who is the headman of that kraal?〃 I asked of one of the Kafirs who had
collected round us in our trouble; as such idle fellows always do。
〃Tshoza; Inkoosi;〃 answered the man。
〃Tshoza! Tshoza!〃 I said; for the name seemed familiar to me。 〃Who is
Tshoza?〃
〃Ikona 'I don't know'; Inkoosi。 He came from Zululand some years ago
with Saduko the Mad。〃
Then; of course; I remembered at once; and my mind flew back to the
night when old Tshoza; the brother of Matiwane; Saduko's father; had cut
out the cattle of the Bangu and we had fought the battle in the pass。
〃Oh!〃 I said; 〃is it so? Then lead me to Tshoza; and I will give you a
'Scotchman。'〃 (That is; a two…shilling piece; so called because some
enterprising emigrant from Scotland passed off a vast number of them
among the simple natives of Natal as substitutes for half…crowns。)
Tempted by this liberal offerand it was very liberal; because I was
anxious to get to Tshoza's kraal before its inhabitants went to bedthe
meditative Kafir consented to guide me by a dark and devious path that
ran through bush and dripping fields of corn。 At length we arrivedfor
if the kraal was only half a mile away; the path to it covered fully two
milesand glad enough was I when we had waded the last stream and found
ourselves at its gate。
In response to the usual inquiries; conducted amid a chorus of yapping
dogs; I was informed that Tshoza did not live there; but somewhere else;
that he was too old to see anyone; that he had gone to sleep and could
not be disturbed; that he was dead and had been buried last week; and so
forth。
〃Look here; my friend;〃 I said at last to the fellow who was telling me
all these lies; 〃you go to Tshoza in his grave and say to him that if he
does not come out alive instantly; Macumazahn will deal with his cattle
as once he dealt with those of Bangu。〃
Impressed with the strangeness of this message; the man departed; and
presently; in the dim light of the rain…washed moon; I perceived a
little old man running towards me; for Tshoza; who was pretty ancient at
the beginning of this history; had not been made younger by a severe
wound at the battle of the Tugela and many other troubles。
〃Macumazahn;〃 he said; 〃is that really you? Why; I heard that you were
dead long ago; yes; and sacrificed an ox for the welfare of your
Spirit。〃
〃And ate it afterwards; I'll be bound;〃 I answered。
〃Oh! it must be you;〃 he went on; 〃who cannot be deceived; for it is
true we ate that ox; combining the sacrifice to your Spirit with a
feast; for why should anything be wasted when one is poor? Yes; yes; it
must be you; for who else would come creeping about a man's kraal at
night; except the Watcher…by…Night? Enter; Macumazahn; and be welcome。〃
So I entered and ate a good meal while we talked over old times。
〃And now; where is Saduko?〃 I asked suddenly as I lit my pipe。
〃Saduko?〃 he answered; his face changing as he spoke。 〃Oh! of course he
is here。 You know I came away with him from Zululand。 Why? Well; to
tell the truth; because after the part we had playedagainst my will;
Macumazahnat the battle of Endondakusuka; I thought it safer to be
away from a country where those who have worn their karosses inside out
find many enemies and few friends。〃
〃Quite so;〃 I said。 〃But about Saduko?〃
〃Oh; I told you; did I not? He is in the next hut; and dying!〃
〃Dying! What of; Tshoza?〃
〃I don't know;〃 he answered mysteriously; 〃but I think he must be
bewitched。 For a long while; a year or more; he has eaten little and
cannot bear to be alone in the dark; indeed; ever since he left Zululand
he has been very strange and moody。〃
Now I remembered what old Zikali had said to me years before to the
effect that Saduko was living with a ghost which would kill him。
〃Does he think much about Umbelazi; Tshoza?〃 I asked。
〃O Macumazana; he thinks of nothing else; the Spirit of Umbelazi is in
him day and night。〃
〃Indeed;〃 I said。 〃Can I see him?〃
〃I don't know; Macumazahn。 I will go and ask the lady Nandie at once;
for; if you can; I believe there is no time to lose。〃 And he left the
hut。
Ten minutes later he returned with a woman; Nandie the Sweet herself;
the same quiet; dignified Nandie whom I used to know; only now somewhat
worn with trouble and looking older than her years。
〃Greeting; Macumazahn;〃 she said。 〃I am pleased to see you; although it
is strange; very strange; that you should come here just at this time。
Saduko