great hand。 〃Funny place； isn't it； Major？ I tell you so before you
come； but you no believe me。〃
〃Very funny；〃 answered Alan； 〃so funny that I want to get out。〃
〃Ah！ Major； that what eel say in trap where he go after lob…worm； but
he only get out into frying pan after cook skin him alive…o。 Ah！ here
come cookI mean Asika。 She only stop shut up those stiff 'uns； who
all love lob…worm one day。 Very pretty woman； Asika； but thank God she
not set cap at me； who like to be buried in open like Christian man。〃
〃If you don't stop it； Jeekie；〃 replied Alan in a concentrated rage；
〃I'll see that you are buried just where you are。〃
〃No offence； Major； no offence； my heart full and bubble up。 I wonder
what Miss Barbara say if she see you mooing and cooing with dark…eyed
girl in gold snake skin？〃
Just then the Asika arrived and by way of excuse for his flight； Alan
remarked to her that the treasure…hall was hot。
〃I did not notice it；〃 she answered； 〃but he who is called my husband；
Mungana； says the same。 The Mungana is guardian of the dead；〃 she
explained； 〃and when he is required so to do； he sleeps in the Place
of the Treasure and gathers wisdom from the spirits of those Munganas
who were before him。〃
〃Indeed。 And does he like that bed…chamber？〃
〃The Mungana likes what I like； not what he likes；〃 she replied
haughtily。 〃Where I send him to sleep； there he sleeps。 But come；
Vernoon； and I will show you the Holy Water where Big Bonsa dwells；
also the house in which I have my home； where you shall visit me when
you please。〃
〃Who built this place？〃 asked Alan as she led him through more dark
and tortuous passages。 〃It is very great。〃
〃My spirit does not remember when it was built； Vernoon； so old is it；
but I think that the Asiki were once a big and famous people who
traded to the water upon the west； and even to the water on the east；
and that was how those white men became their slaves and the Munganas
of their queens。 Now they are small and live only by the might and
fame of Big and Little Bonsa； not half filling the rich land which is
theirs。 But；〃 she added reflectively and looking at him； 〃I think also
that this is because in the past fools have been thrust upon my spirit
as Munganas。 What it needs is the wisdom of the white man； such wisdom
as yours； Vernoon。 If that were added to my magic； then the Asiki
would grow great again； seeing that they have in such plenty the gold
which you have shown me the white man loves。 Yes； they would grow
great and from coast to coast the people should bow at the name of
Bonsa and send him their sons for sacrifice。 Perhaps you will live to
see that day； Vernoon。 Slave；〃 she added； addressing Jeekie； 〃set the
mask upon your lord's head； for we come where women are。〃
Alan objected； but she stamped her foot and said it must be so； having
once worn Little Bonsa； as her people told her he had done； his naked
face might not be seen。 So Alan submitted to the hideous head…dress
and they entered the Asika's house by some back entrance。
It was a place with many rooms in it； but they were all remarkable for
extreme simplicity。 With a single exception no gilding or gold was to
be seen； although the food vessels were made of this material here as
everywhere。 The chambers； including those in which the Asika lived and
slept； were panelled； or rather boarded with cedar wood that was
almost black with age； and their scanty furniture was mostly made of
ebony。 They were very insufficiently lighted； like his own room； by
means of barred openings set high in the wall。 Indeed gloom and
mystery were the keynotes of this place； amongst the shadows of which
handsome； half…naked servants or priestesses flitted to and fro at
their tasks； or peered at them out of dark corners。 The atmosphere
seemed heavy with secret sin； Alan felt that in those rooms unnameable
crimes and cruelties had been committed for hundreds or perhaps
thousands of years； and that the place was yet haunted by the ghosts
of them。 At any rate it struck a chill to his healthy blood； more even
than had that Hall of the Dead and of heaped…up golden treasure。
〃Does my house please you？〃 the Asika asked of him。
〃Not altogether；〃 he answered； 〃I think it is dark。〃
〃From the beginning my spirit has ever loved the dark； Vernoon。 I
think that it was shaped in some black midnight。〃
They passed through the chief entrance of the house which had pillars
of woodwork grotesquely carved； down some steps into a walled and
roofed…in yard where the shadows were even more dense than in the
house they had left。 Only at one spot was there light flowing down
through a hole in the roof； as it did apparently in that hall where
Alan had found the Asika sitting in state。 The light fell on to a
pedestal or column made of gold which was placed behind an object like
a large Saxon font； also made of gold。 The shape of this column
reminded Alan of something； namely of a very similar column； although
fashioned of a different material which stood in the granite…built
office of Messrs。 Aylward & Haswell in the City of London。 Nor did
this seem wonderful to him； since on top of it； squatting on its dwarf
legs； stood a horrid but familiar thing； namely Little Bonsa herself
come home at last。 There she sat smiling cruelly； as she had smiled
from the beginning； forgetful doubtless of her wanderings in strange
lands； while round her stood a band of priests armed with spears。
Followed by the Asika and Jeekie； Alan walked up and looked her in the
face and to his excited imagination she appeared to grin at him in
answer。 Then while the priests prostrated themselves； he examined the
golden basin or laver； and saw that at the further side of it was a
little platform approached by steps。 On the top of these golden steps
were two depressions such as might have been worn out in the course of
ages by persons kneeling there。 Also the flat edge of the basin which
stood about thirty inches above the level of the topmost step； was
scored as though by hundreds of sword cuts which had made deep lines
in the pure metal。 The basin itself was empty。
Seeing that these things interested him； the Asika volunteered the
information through Jeekie； that this was a divining…bowl； and that if
those who went before her had wished to learn the future； they caused
Little Bonsa to float in it and found out all they wanted to know by
her movements。 She； however； she added； had other and better methods
of learning things that were predestined。
〃Where does the water come from？〃 asked Alan thoughtlessly searching
the bowl for some tap or inlet。
〃Out of the hearts of men；〃 she answered with a low and dreadful
laugh。 〃These marks are those of swords and every one of them means a
life。〃 Then seeing that he looked incredulous she added； 〃Stay； I will
show you。 Little Bonsa must be thirsty who has fasted so long； also
there are matters that I desire to know。 Come hitheryou； and you；〃
and she pointed at hazard to the two priests who knelt nearest to her；
〃and do you bid the executioner bring his axe；〃 she went on to a
third。
The dark faces of the men turned ashen； but they made no effort to
escape their doom。 One of them crept up the steps and laid his neck
upon the edge of gold； while the other； uttering no word； threw
himself on his face at the foot of them； waiting his turn。 Then a door
opened and there appeared a great and brutal…looking fellow； naked
except for a loin cloth； who bore in his hand a huge weapon； half
knife and half axe。
First he looked at the Asika； who nodded almost imperceptibly； then
sprang on to a prolongation of the golden steps； bowed to Little Bonsa
on her column behind and heaved up his knife。
Now for the first time Alan really understood what was about to
happen； and that what he had imagined a stage rehearsal； was to become
a hideous murder。
〃Stop！〃 he shouted in English； being unable to remember the native
word。
The executioner paused with his axe poised in mid…air； the victim
turned his head and looked； as though surprised； the second victim and
the priests their companions looked also。 Jeekie fell on to his knees
and burst into fervent prayer addressed apparently to Little Bonsa。
The Asika smiled and did nothing。
Again the weapon was lifted and as he felt that words were no longer
of any use； even if he could find them； Alan took refuge in action。
Springing on to the other side of the little platform； he hit out with
all his strength across the kneeling man。 Catching the executioner on
the point of the chin； he knocked him straight backwards in such
fashion that his head struck upon the floor before any other portion
of his body； so that he lay there either dead or stunned。 Alan never
learned which； since the matter was not thought of sufficient
importance to be mentioned。
At this sight the Asika burst into a low laugh； then asked Alan why he
had felled the executioner。 He answered because he would not stand by
and see two innocent men butchered。
〃Why not；〃 she said in an astonished voice； 〃if Little Bonsa； whose
priests they are； needs them； and I； who am the Mouth of the gods
declare that they should die？ Still； she has been in your keeping for
a long while and you may know her will； so if you wish it； let them
live。 Or perhaps you require other victims；〃 and she fixed her eyes
upon Jeekie with a glance of suggestive hope。
〃Oh my golly！〃 gasped Jeekie in English； 〃tell her not for Joe； Major；
tell her most improper。 Say Yellow God my dearest friend and go mad as
hatter if my throat cut〃
Alan stopped his protestations with a secret kick。
〃I choose no victims；〃 he broke in； 〃nor will I see man's blood shed
to me it is /orunda/unholy； I may not look on human blood； and if
you cause me to do so； Asika； I shall hate you because you make me
break my oath。〃
The Asika reflected for a moment； while Jeekie behind muttered between
his chattering teeth：
〃Good missionary talk that； Major。 Keep up word in season； Major。 If
she make Christian martyr of Jeekie； who get you out of this
confounded hole？〃
Then the Asika spoke。
〃Be it as you will； for I desire neither that you should hate me； nor
that you sh