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a cape of long and glossy fur blacker than coal; on to either shoulder
of which drooped ear…rings made of rings of green stone which
afterward Hugh came to know was jade。 The cape of fur; which hung down
to the knees and was set over a kind of surplice of yellow silk; was
open in front; revealing its wearer's naked bosom that was clothed
only with row upon row of round gems of the size of a hazel nut。 These
like the fur were black; but shone with a strange and lustrous sheen。
The man's thick arms were naked; but on his hands he wore white
leather gloves made without division like a sock; as though to match
the white sandals on his feet。

This was the Man's attire。 Now for him who wore it。 He was tall; but
not taller than are many other men; he was broad; but not broader than
many other men; and yet he looked stronger than all the men in the
world。 On his brow; which was prominent; smooth black hair parted in
the middle was plastered back as that of women sometimes is; making
hard lines against the yellow skin below。 He had very thin eyebrows
that ran upward on either side of a bow…shaped wrinkle in the centre
of his forehead。 The eyes beneath were small and palepaler even than
those of Grey Dickyet their glance was like the points of thrusting
swords。 With those little eyes alone he seemed to smile; for the rest
of his countenance did not move。 The nose was long and broad at the
end with wide spreading nostrils and a deep furrow on either side。 The
mouth was thin…lipped and turned downward at the corners; and the chin
was like a piece of iron; quite hairless; and lean as that of a man
long dead。

There he stood like some wild vision of a dream; smiling with those
small unblinking eyes that seemed to take in all present one by one。
There he stood in the moonlit silence; for the mob was quiet enough
now for a little while; that yet was not silence because of a soughing
noise which seemed to proceed from the air about his head。

Then suddenly the tumult broke out again with its cries of 〃Kill the
devil! Tear the wizard to pieces! Death is behind him! He brings
death! Kill; kill; kill!〃

A score of knives flashed in the air; only this time Grey Dick set no
arrow on his string。 Their holders ran forward; then the Man lifted
his hand; in which was no weapon; and they stopped。

Now he spoke in a low voice so cold that; to Hugh's excited fancy; the
words seemed to tinkle like falling ice as one by one they came from
his lips。 He spoke in Italianperfect Italian of Veniceand young
Day; whose teeth where chattering with fear; translated his words。

〃Is this your welcome to a stranger;〃 he said; 〃the companions of
whose voyage have unhappily met with misfortune?〃 Here with a faint
motion of his fingerless glove he indicated the dead who lay all about
the decks of that fatal ship。 〃Would you; men of Venice; kill a poor;
unarmed stranger who has travelled to visit you from the farthest East
and seen much sorrow on his way?〃

〃Ay; we would; sorcerer!〃 shouted one。 〃Our brothers were in that
ship; which we know; and you have murdered them。〃

〃How did you learn Italian in the farthest East?〃 asked another。

Then for the second time; like hounds closing in on a stag at bay;
they sprang toward him with their poised knives。

Again he lifted his hand; again the semi…circle halted as though it
must; and again he spoke。

〃Are there none here who will befriend a stranger in a strange land?
None who are ashamed to see a poor; unarmed stranger from the East
done to death by these wolves who call themselves children of the
white Christ of Mercy?〃

Now Hugh touched Dick upon the shoulder。

〃Rise and come;〃 he said; 〃it is our fate〃; and Dick obeyed。

Only after he had translated the Man's words; David fell down flat
upon the quay and lay there。

They stepped to the yellow…capped Man and stood on each side of him;
Hugh drawing his sword and Dick the battle…axe that he carried beneath
his robe of silk。

〃We will;〃 said Hugh shortly; in English。

〃Now there are three of us;〃 went on the Man。 〃The stranger from the
East has found defenders from the West。 On; defenders; for I do not
fight thus;〃 and he folded his arms across his broad breast and smiled
with the awful eyes。

Hugh and Dick knew no Italian; yet they both of them understood; and
with a shout leaped forward toward those hungry knives。 But their
holders never waited for them。 Some sudden panic seized them all; so
that they turned and ranran straight across the wide Place of Arms
and vanished into the network of narrow streets by which it was
surrounded。



                             CHAPTER XIII

                            MURGH'S ARROW

Hugh and Dick came back。 Something seemed to call them back; although
no blow had been struck。 The Man stood where they had left him;
staring at nothing in particular。 Apparently he was engaged in
meditation。

〃Thanking his gods because they have saved him from sudden death;〃
muttered Grey Dick。 〃If he's got any gods!〃 he added doubtfully。

Now the three; or rather the four of them; for David Day had
recovered; and once more stood upon his feet from time to time
glancing at the stranger's costume with a frightened eye; were left
alone upon the great place with no company save the shipful of dead
behind them and the wild; white moon above。 The silence that; save for
the soughing sound for which they could not account; was intense;
oppressed them; as also did the heat。

Grey Dick coughed; but the Man took no notice。 Then he dropped his axe
with a clatter on the marble flooring of the quay and picked it up
again; but still the Man took no notice。 Evidently his Eastern
imperturbability was not to be disturbed by such trifles。 What was
worse; or so thought Dick; his master Hugh had fallen into a very
similar mood。 He stood there staring at the Man; while the Man stared
over or through himat nothing in particular。

Grey Dick felt aggrieved。 An arrow had burst to pieces unaccountably
in his bow; numbing his arm and wounding him on the chin; and now he
was outpaced at his own game of cold silence。 He grew angry and dug
David in the ribs with his elbow。

〃Tell that foreigner;〃 he said; 〃that my master and I have saved his
life。 Those Italian cut…throats have run away; and if he is a
gentleman he should say 'thank you。'〃

David hesitated; whereon Dick gave him another dig; harder than the
first; and asked if he heard what he said。 Then David obeyed;
addressing the Man as 〃Most Illustrious〃 as though he were the Doge;
and ending his speech with a humble apology in case he should have
interrupted his pious thanksgiving。

The Man seemed to awake。 Taking no notice of Day; he addressed himself
to Dick; speaking in English and using just that dialect of it to
which he; Dick; had been accustomed from his childhood in the
neighbourhood of Dunwich。 Not even the familiar Suffolk whine was
forgotten。

〃You and your master have saved my life; have you?〃 he said。 〃Well;
neighbour; why did you try to save my life by shooting at me with that
great black bow of yours; which I see is made of Eastern woods?〃 He
stared at the case in which it was now again hidden as though tanned
leather were no obstacle to his sight; then went on: 〃Do not answer: I
will tell you why。 You shot at me because you were afraid of me; and
fear is ever cruel; is it not? Only something happened to your arrow;
something that has never happened to any arrow of yours before。 Oh;
yes; you have saved me from the Italian cut…throats; and being a
gentleman I thank you very much。 Only why did the arrow burst in your
bow?〃 and he smiled with those dreadful eyes of his。

Now; feeling overwhelmed for the second time that night; Grey Dick sat
himself down upon a quay post。 It was clear to him that to argue with
this person in a yellow cap who talked Suffolk so well was quite
useless。 Why; then; waste breath which was probably his last?

Everybody seemed to be falling into meditation again; when the Man;
shifting his head slowly; began to consider Hugh。

〃What is your name and which is your country; O my second saviour?〃 he
asked; still speaking in English。 Only now the E

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