ist？ You call yourself a patriot？ Will you not give me leave to be a patriot in turn？'
'If you are a Christian； what sort of Christianity is it to deluge the land with blood？'
'The best；' he said。 'The house must be swept and garnished before the man of the house can dwell in it。 You have read history； Such a purging has descended on the Church at many times； and the world has awakened to a new hope。 It is the same in all religions。 The temples grow tawdry and foul and must be cleansed； and； let me remind you； the cleanser has always come out of the desert。'
I had no answer； being too weak and forlorn to think。 But I fastened on his patriotic plea。
'Where are the patriots in your following？ They are all red Kaffirs crying for blood and plunder。 Supposing you were Oliver Cromwell you could make nothing out of such a crew。'
'They are my people；' he said simply。
By this time we had forded the Great Letaba； and were making our way through the clumps of forest to the crown of the plateau。 I noticed that Laputa kept well in cover； preferring the tangle of wooded undergrowth to the open spaces of the water…meadows。 As he talked； his wary eyes were keeping a sharp look…out over the landscape。 I thrilled with the thought that my own folk were near at hand。
Once Laputa checked me with his hand as I was going to speak； and in silence we crossed the kloof of a little stream。 After that we struck a long strip of forest and he slackened his watch。
'if you fight for a great cause；' I said； 'why do you let a miscreant like Henriques have a hand in it？ You must know that the man's only interest in you is the chance of loot。 I am for you against Henriques； and I tell you plain that if you don't break the snake's back it will sting you。'
Laputa looked at me with an odd； meditative look。
'You misunderstand again； Mr Storekeeper。 The Portuguese is what you call a 〃mean white。〃 His only safety is among us。 I am campaigner enough to know that an enemy； who has a burning grievance against my other enemies； is a good ally。 You are too hard on Henriques。 You and your friends have treated him as a Kaffir； and a Kaffir he is in everything but Kaffir virtues。 What makes you so anxious that Henriques should not betray me？'
'I'm not a mean white；' I said； 'and I will speak the truth。 I hope； in God's name； to see you smashed； but I want it done by honest men； and not by a yellow devil who has murdered my dog and my friends。 Sooner or later you will find him out； and if he escapes you； and there's any justice in heaven； he won't escape me。'
'Brave words；' said Laputa； with a laugh； and then in one second he became rigid in the saddle。 We had crossed a patch of meadow and entered a wood； beyond which ran the highway。 I fancy he was out in his reckoning； and did not think the road so near。 At any rate； after a moment he caught the sound of horses； and I caught it too。 The wood was thin； and there was no room for retreat； while to recross the meadow would bring us clean into the open。 He jumped from his horse； untied with amazing quickness the rope halter from its neck； and started to gag me by winding the thing round my jaw。
I had no time to protest that I would keep faith； and my right hand was tethered to his pommel。 In the grip of these great arms I was helpless； and in a trice was standing dumb as a lamp…post； while Laputa； his left arm round both of mine； and his right hand over the schimmel's eyes； strained his ears like a sable antelope who has scented danger。
There was never a more brutal gagging。 The rope crushed my nose and drove my lips down on my teeth； besides gripping my throat so that I could scarcely breathe。 The pain was so great that I became sick； and would have fallen but for Laputa。 Happily I managed to get my teeth apart； so that one coil slipped between； and eased the pain of the jaws。 But the rest was bad enough to make me bite frantically on the tow； and I think in a little my sharp front teeth would have severed it。 All this discomfort prevented me seeing what happened。 The wood； as I have said； was thin； and through the screen of leaves I had a confused impression of men and horses passing interminably。 There can only have been a score at the most； but the moments drag if a cord is gripping your throat。 When Laputa at length untied me； I had another fit of nausea； and leaned helplessly against a tree。
Laputa listened till the sound of the horses had died away； then silently we stole to the edge of the road； across； and into the thicker evergreen bush on the far side。 At a pace which forced me to run hard； we climbed a steepish slope； till ahead of us we saw the bald green crown of the meadowlands。 I noticed that his face had grown dark and sullen again。 He was in an enemy's country； and had the air of the hunted instead of the hunter。 When I stopped he glowered at me； and once； when I was all but overcome with fatigue； he lifted his hand in a threat。 Had he carried a sjambok； it would have fallen on my back。
If he was nervous； so was I。 The fact that I was out of the Kaffir country and in the land of my own folk was a kind of qualified liberty。 At any moment； I felt； Providence might intervene to set me free。 It was in the bond that Laputa should shoot me if we were attacked； but a pistol might miss。 As far as my shaken wits would let me； I began to forecast the future。 Once he got the jewels my side of the bargain was complete。 He had promised me my life； but there had been nothing said about my liberty； and I felt assured that Laputa would never allow one who had seen so much to get off to Arcoll with his tidings。 But back to that unhallowed kraal I was resolved I would not go。 He was armed； and I was helpless； he was strong； and I was dizzy with weakness； he was mounted； and I was on foot： it seemed a poor hope that I should get away。 There was little chance from a wandering patrol； for I knew if we were followed I should have a bullet in my head； while Laputa got off on the Schimmel。 I must wait and bide events。 At the worst； a clean shot on the hillside in a race for life was better than the unknown mysteries of the kraal。 I prayed earnestly to God to show me His mercy； for if ever man was sore bested by the heathen it was I。
To my surprise； Laputa chose to show himself on the green hill…shoulder。 He looked towards the Wolkberg and raised his hands。 It must have been some signal。 I cast my eyes back on the road we had come； and I thought I saw some figures a mile back； on the edge of the Letaba gorge。 He was making sure of my return。
By this time it was about four in the afternoon； and as heavenly weather as the heart of man could wish。 The meadows were full of aromatic herbs； which； as we crushed them； sent up a delicate odour。 The little pools and shallows of the burns were as clear as a Lothian trout…stream。 We were now going at a good pace； and I found that my earlier weariness was growing less。 I was being keyed up for some great crisis； for in my case the spirit acts direct on the body； and fatigue grows and ebbs with hope。 I knew that my strength was not far from breaking…point； but I knew also that so long as a chance was left me I should have enough for a stroke。
Before I realized where we were we had rounded the hill； and were looking down on the green cup of the upper Machudi's glen。 Far down； I remember； where the trees began； there was a cloud of smoke。 Some Kaffir … or maybe Arcoll … had fired the forest。 The smoke was drifting away under a light west wind over the far plains； so that they were seen through a haze of opal。
Laputa bade me take the lead。 I saw quite clear the red kloof on the far side； where the collar was hid。 To get there we might have ridden straight into the cup； but a providential instinct made me circle round the top till we were on the lip of the ravine。 This was the road some of Machudi's men had taken； and unthinkingly I followed them。 Twenty minutes' riding brought us to the place； and all the while I had no kind of plan of escape。 I was in the hands of my Maker； watching； like the Jews of old； for a sign。
Laputa dismounted and looked down into the gorge。
'There is no road there；' I said。 'We must go down to the foot and come up the stream…side。 It would be better to leave your horse here。' He started down the cliff； which from above looks a sheer precipice。 Then he seemed to agree with me； took the rope from the schimmel's neck； and knee…haltered his beast。 And at that moment I had an inspiration。
With my wrist…rope in his hand； he preceded me down the hill till we got to the red screes at the foot of the kloof。 Then； under my guidance； we turned up into the darkness of the gorge。 As we entered I looked back； and saw figures coming over the edge of the green cup … Laputa's men； I guessed。 What I had to do must be done quickly。
We climbed up the burn； over the succession of little cataracts； till we came to the flat space of shingle and the long pool where I had been taken that morning。 The ashes of the fire which Machudi's men had made were plain on the rock。 After that I had to climb a waterfall to get to the rocky pool where I had bestowed the rubies。
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