marie-第41章
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her fingers to ease their smart; she seized the sizzling liver with the
vatdoek and deposited it upon the dirty tin。
〃There; nephew;〃 she said triumphantly; 〃there are more ways of killing
a cat than by drowning。 What a fool I was not to think of the vatdoek
at first。 Allemachte! how the flesh has burnt me; I don't suppose that
being killed would hurt much more。 Also; if the worst comes to the
worst; it will soon be over。 Think of it; Allan; by to…night I may be
an angel; dressed in a long white nightgown like those my mother gave me
when I was married; which I cut up for baby…clothes because I found them
chilly wear; having always been accustomed to sleep in my vest and
petticoat。 Yes; and I shall have wings; too; like those on a white
gander; only bigger if they are to carry _my_ weight。〃
〃And a crown of Glory;〃 I suggested。
〃Yes; of course; a crown of Gloryvery large; since I shall be a
martyr; but I hope one will only have to wear it on Sundays; as I never
could bear anything heavy on my hair; moreover; it would remind me of a
Kaffir's head…ring done in gold; and I shall have had enough of Kaffirs。
Then there will be the harp;〃 she went on as her imagination took fire
at the prospect of these celestial delights。 〃Have you ever seen a
harp; Allan? I haven't except that which King David carries in the
picture in the Book; which looks like a broken rimpi chair frame set up
edgeways。 As for playing the thing; they will have to teach me; that's
all; which will be a difficult business; seeing that I would sooner
listen to cats on the roof than to music; and as for making it〃
So she chattered on; as I believe with the object of diverting and
amusing me; for she was a shrewd old soul who knew how important it was
that I should be kept in an equable frame of mind at this crisis in our
fates。
Meanwhile I was doing my best with the lump of liver; that tasted
painfully of vatdoek and was gritty with sand。 Indeed; when the vrouw's
back was turned I managed to throw the most of it to Hans behind me; who
swallowed it at a gulp as a dog does; since he did not wish to be caught
chewing it。
〃God in heaven! how fast you eat; nephew;〃 said the vrouw; catching
sight of my empty tin。 Then; eyeing the voracious Hottentot
suspiciously; she added: 〃That yellow dog of yours hasn't stolen it; has
he? If so; I'll teach him。〃
〃No; no; vrouw;〃 answered Hans in alarm。 〃No meat has passed my lips
this day; except what I licked out of the pan after breakfast。〃
〃Then; Allan; you will certainly have indigestion; which is just what I
wanted to avoid。 Have I not often told you that you should chew your
bit twenty times before you swallow; which I would do myself if I had
any back teeth left? Here; drink this milk; it is only a little sour
and will settle your stomach;〃 and she produced a black bottle and
subjected it to the attentions of the vatdoek; growing quite angry when
I declined it and sent for water。
Next she insisted upon my getting into her own bed in the wagon to
sleep; forbidding me to smoke; which she said made the hand shake。
Thither; then; I went; after a brief conversation with Hans; whom I
directed to clean my rifle thoroughly。 For I wished to be alone and
knew that I had little chance of solitude outside of that somewhat fusty
couch。
To tell the truth; although I shut my eyes to deceive the vrouw; who
looked in occasionally to see how I was getting on; no sleep came to me
that afternoonat least; not for a long while。 How could I sleep in
that hot place when my heart was torn with doubt and terror? Think of
it; reader; think of it! An hour or two; and on my skill would hang the
lives of eight white peoplemen; women; and children; and the safety or
the utter shame of the woman whom I loved and who loved me。 No; she
should be spared the worst。 I would give her my pistol; and if there
were need she would know what to do。
The fearful responsibility was more than I could bear。 I fell into a
veritable agony; I trembled and even wept a little。 Then I thought of
my father and what he would do in such circumstances; and began to pray
as I had never prayed before。
I implored the Power above me to give me strength and wisdom; not to let
me fail in this hour of trouble; and thereby bring these poor people to
a bloody death。 I prayed till the perspiration streamed down my face;
then suddenly I fell into sleep or swoon。 I don't know how long I lay
thus; but I think it must have been the best part of an hour。 At last I
woke up all in an instant; and as I woke I distinctly heard a tiny
voice; unlike any other voice in the whole world; speak inside my head;
or so it seemed to me; saying:
_〃Go to the hill Hloma Amabutu; and watch how the vultures fly。 Do what
comes into your mind; and even if you seem to fail; fear nothing。〃_
I sat up on the old vrouw's bed; and felt that some mysterious change
had come over me。 I was no longer the same man。 My doubts and terrors
had gone; my hand was like a rock; my heart was light。 I knew that I
should kill those three vultures。 Of course the story seems absurd; and
easy to be explained by the state of my nerves under the strain which
was being put upon them; and for aught I know that may be its true
meaning。 Yet I am not ashamed to confess that I have always held; and
still hold; otherwise。 I believe that in my extremity some kindly Power
did speak to me in answer to my earnest prayers and to those of others;
giving me guidance and; what I needed still more; judgment and calmness。
At any rate; that this was my conviction at the moment may be seen from
the fact that I hastened to obey the teachings of that tiny; unnatural
voice。
Climbing out of the wagon; I went to Hans; who was seated near by in the
full glare of the hot sun; at which he seemed to stare with unblinking
eyes。
〃Where's the rifle; Hans?〃 I said。
〃Intombi is here; baas; where I have put her to keep her cool; so that
she may not go off before it is wanted;〃 and he pointed to a little
grave…like heap of gathered grass at his side。
The natives; I should explain; named this particular gun 〃Intombi〃;
which means a young girl; because it was so much slimmer and more
graceful than other guns。
〃Is it clean?〃 I asked。
〃Never was she cleaner since she was born out of the fire; baas。 Also;
the powder has been sifted and set to dry in the sun with the caps; and
the bullets have been trued to the barrel; so that there may be no
accidents when it comes to the shooting。 If you miss the aasvogels;
baas; it will not be the fault of Intombi or of the powder and the
bullets; it will be your own fault。〃
〃That's comforting;〃 I answered。 〃Well; come on; I want to go to the
Death…hill yonder。〃
〃Why; baas; before the time?〃 asked the Hottentot; shrinking back a
little。 〃It is no place to visit till one is obliged。 These Zulus say
that ghosts sit there even in the daylight; haunting the rocks where
they were made ghosts。〃
〃Vultures sit or fly there also; Hans; and I would see how they fly;
that I may know when and where to shoot at them。〃
〃That is right; baas;〃 said the clever Hottentot。 〃This is not like
firing at geese in the Groote Kloof。 The geese go straight; like an
assegai to its mark。 But the aasvogels wheel round and round; always on
the turn; it is easy to miss a bird that is turning; baas。〃
〃Very easy。 Come on。〃
Just as we were starting Vrouw Prinsloo appeared from behind the other
wagon; and with her Marie; who; I noticed; was very pale and whose
beautiful eyes were red; as though with weeping。
The vrouw asked me where we were going。 I told her。 After considering
a little; she said that was a good thought of mine; as it was always
well to study the ground before a battle。
I nodded; and led Marie aside behind some thorn trees that grew near。
〃Oh! Allan;