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food　shall　fail　and　you　shall　perish　of　sickness　and　want；　and

the　Oromatuas；　the　spirits　of　the　great　dead；　shall　haunt　you　in

your　sleep；　and　Oro　shall　eat　up　your　souls。〃



At　these　horrible　threats　both　of　them　uttered　a　kind　of　wail；

after　which；　Marama　asked：



〃And　if　we　consent；　what　then；　Friend…from…the…Sea？〃



〃Then；　perchance；〃　I　answered；　〃in　some　day　to　come　we　may

return　to　you；　that　I　may　give　you　of　my　wisdom　and　the　Great

Healer　may　cure　your　sick　and　the　Bellower　may　lead　you　through

his　gate；　and　in　his　kindness　make　you　to　see　with　his　eyes。〃



This　last　clause　of　my　ultimatum　did　not　seem　to　appeal　to　the

priest；　who　argued　a　while　with　Marama；　though　what　he　said　we

could　not　hear。　In　the　end　he　appeared　to　give　way。　At　any　rate

Marama　called　out　that　all　should　be　done　as　we　wished；　and　that

meanwhile　they　prayed　us　to　intercede　with　Oro　in　the　cave；　and

to　keep　back　the　ghosts　from　haunting　them；　and　to　protect　them

from　misfortune。　I　replied　that　we　would　do　our　best；　but　could

guarantee　nothing　since　their　offence　was　very　great。



Then；　to　show　that　the　conversation　was　at　an　end；　we　walked

away　with　dignity；　pushing　Bastin　in　front　of　us；　lest　he　should

spoil　the　effect　by　some　of　his　ill…timed　and　often　over…true

remarks。



〃That's　capital；〃　said　Bickley；　when　we　were　out　of　hearing。

〃The　enemy　has　capitulated。　We　can　stop　here　as　long　as　we　like；

provisioned　from　the　mainland；　and　if　for　any　reason　we　wish　to

leave；　be　sure　of　our　line　of　retreat。〃



〃I　don't　know　what　you　call　capital；〃　exclaimed　Bastin。　〃It

seems　to　me　that　all　the　lies　which　Arbuthnot　has　just　told　are

sufficient　to　bring　a　judgment　upon　us。　Indeed；　I　think　that　I

will　go　back　with　Marama　and　explain　the　truth。〃



〃I　never　before　knew　anybody　who　was　so　anxious　to　be　cooked

and　eaten；〃　remarked　Bickley。　〃Moreover；　you　are　too　late；　for

the　canoe　is　a　hundred　yards　away　by　now；　and　you　shan't　have

ours。　Remember　the　Pauline　maxims；　old　fellow；　which　you　are　so

fond　of　quoting；　and　be　all　things　to　all　men；　and　another　that

is　more　modern；　that　when　you　are　at　Rome；　you　must　do　as　the

Romans　do；　also　a　third；　that　necessity　has　no　law；　and　for　the

matter　of　that；　a　fourth；　that　all　is　fair　in　love　and　war。〃



〃I　am　sure；　Bickley；　that　Paul　never　meant　his　words　to　bear

the　debased　sense　which　you　attribute　to　them〃　began　Bastin；

but　at　this　point　I　hustled　him　off　to　light　a　firea　process　at

which　I　pointed　out　he　had　shown　himself　an　expert。



We　slept　that　night　under　the　overhanging　rock　just　to　one　side

of　the　cave；　not　in　the　mouth；　because　of　the　draught　which　drew

in　and　out　of　the　great　place。　In　that　soft　and　balmy　clime　this

was　no　hardship；　although　we　lacked　blankets。　And　yet；　tired

though　I　was；　I　could　not　rest　as　I　should　have　done。　Bastin

snored　away　contentedly；　quite　unaffected　by　his　escape　which　to

him　was　merely　an　incident　in　the　day's　work；　and　so；　too；

slumbered　Bickley；　except　that　he　did　not　snore。　But　the

amazement　and　the　mystery　of　all　that　we　had　discovered　and　of

all　that　might　be　left　for　us　to　discover；　held　me　back　from

sleep。



What　did　it　mean？　What　could　it　mean？　My　nerves　were　taut　as

harp　strings　and　seemed　to　vibrate　to　the　touch　of　invisible

fingers；　although　I　could　not　interpret　the　music　that　they　made。

Once　or　twice　also　I　thought　I　heard　actual　music　with　my

physical　ears；　and　that　of　a　strange　quality。　Soft　and　low　and

dreamful；　it　appeared　to　well　from　the　recesses　of　the　vast　cave；

a　wailing　song　in　an　unknown　tongue　from　the　lips　of　women；　or　of

a　woman；　multiplied　mysteriously　by　echoes。　This；　however；　must

have　been　pure　fancy；　since　there　was　no　singer　there。



Presently　I　dozed　off；　to　be　awakened　by　the　sudden　sound　of　a

great　fish　leaping　in　the　lake。　I　sat　up　and　stared；　fearing　lest

it　might　be　the　splash　of　a　paddle；　for　I　could　not　put　from　my

mind　the　possibility　of　attack。　All　I　saw；　however；　was　the　low

line　of　the　distant　shore；　and　above　it　the　bright　and　setting

stars　that　heralded　the　coming　of　the　sun。　Then　I　woke　the

others；　and　we　washed　and　ate；　since　once　the　sun　rose　time　would

be　precious。



At　length　it　appeared；　splendid　in　a　cloudless　sky；　and；　as　I

had　hoped；　directly　opposite　to　the　mouth　of　the　cave。　Taking　our

candles　and　some　stout　pieces　of　driftwood　which；　with　our

knives；　we　had　shaped　on　the　previous　evening　to　serve　us　as

levers　and　rough　shovels；　we　entered　the　cave。　Bickley　and　I　were

filled　with　excitement　and　hope　of　what　we　knew　not；　but　Bastin

showed　little　enthusiasm　for　our　quest。　His　heart　was　with　his

half…converted　savages　beyond　the　lake；　and　of　them；　quite

rightly　I　have　no　doubt；　he　thought　more　than　he　did　of　all　the

archaeological　treasures　in　the　whole　earth。　Still；　he　came；

bearing　the　blackened　head　of　Oro　with　him　which；　with

unconscious　humour；　he　had　used　as　a　pillow　through　the　night

because；　as　he　said；　〃it　was　after　all　softer　than　stone。〃　Also；

I　believe　that　in　his　heart　he　hoped　that　he　might　find　an

opportunity　of　destroying　the　bigger　and　earlier　edition　of　Oro

in　the　cave；　before　it　was　discovered　by　the　natives　who　might

wish　to　make　it　an　object　of　worship。　Tommy　came　also；　with

greater　alacrity　than　I　expected；　since　dogs　do　not　as　a　rule

like　dark　places。　When　we　reached　the　statue　I　learned　the

reason；　he　remembered　the　smell　he　had　detected　at　its　base　on

the　previous　day；　which　Bastin　supposed　to　proceed　from　a　rat；

and　was　anxious　to　continue　his　investigations。



We　went　straight　to　the　statue；　although　Bickley　passed　the

half…buried　machines　with　evident　regret。　As　we　had　hoped；　the

strong　light　of　the　rising　sun　fell　upon　it　in　a　vivid　ray；

revealing　all　its　wondrous　workmanship　and　the　majestyfor　no

other　word　describes　itof　the　somewhat　terrifying　countenance

that　appeared　above　the　wrappings　of　the　shroud。　Indeed；　I　was

convinced　that　originally　this　monument　had　been　placed　here　in

order　that　on　certain　days　of　the　year　the　sun　might　fall　upon　it

thus；　when　probably　worshippers　assembled　to　adore　their　hallowed

symbol。　After　all；　this　was　common　in　ancient　days：　witness　the

instance　of　the　awful　Three　who　sit　in　the　deepest　recesses　of

the　temple　of　Abu　Simbel；　on　the　Nile。



We　gazed　and　gazed　our　fill；　at　least　Bickley　and　I　did；　for

Bastin　was　occupied　in　making　a　careful　comparison　between　the

head　of　his　wooden　Oro　and　that　of　the　statue。



〃There　is　no　doubt　that　they　are　very　much　alike；〃　he　said。

〃Why；　whatever　is　that　dog　doing？　I　think　it　is　going　mad；〃　and

he　pointed　to　Tommy　who　was　digging　furiously　at　the　base　of　the

lowest　step；　as　at　home　I　have　seen　him　do　at　roots　that

sheltered　a　rabbit。



Tommy's　energy　was　so　remarkable　that　at　length　it　seriously

attracted　our　attention。　Evidently　he　meant　that　it　should　do　so；

for　occasionally　he　sprang　back　to　me　barking；　then　returned　and

sniffed　and　scratched。　Bickley　knelt　down　and　smelt　at　the　stone。



〃It　is　an　odd　thing；　Humphrey；〃　he　said；　〃but　there　is　a

strange　odour　here；　a　very　pleasant　odour　like　that　of

sandal…wood　or　attar　of　roses。〃



〃I　never　heard　of　a　rat　that　smelt　like　sandal…wood　or　attar　of

roses；〃　said　Bastin。　〃Look　out　that　it　isn't　a　snake。〃



I　knelt　down　beside　Bickley；　and　in　clearing　away　the　deep　dust

from　what　seemed　to　be　the　bottom　of　the　step；　which　was　perhaps

four　feet　in　height；　by　accident　thrust　my　amateur　spade　somewhat

strongly　against　its　base　where　it　rested　upon　the　rocky　floor。



Next　moment　a　wonder　came　to　pass。　The　whole　massive　rock

began　to　turn　outwards　as　though　upon　a　pivot！　I　saw　it　coming

and　grabbed　Bickley　by　the　collar；　dragging　him　back　so　that　we

just　rolled　clear　before　the　great　block；　which　must　have　weighed

several　tons；　fell　down　and　crushed　us。　Tommy　saw　it　too；　and

fled；　though　a　little　late；　for　the　edge　of　the　block　caught　the

tip　of　his　tail　and　caused　him　to　emit　a　most　piercing　howl。　But

we　did　not　think　of　Tommy　and　his　woes；　we　did　not　think　of　our

own　escape　or　of　anything　else　because　of　the　marvel　that

appeared　to　us。　Seated　there　upon　the　ground；　after　our　backward

tumble；　we　could　see　into　the　space　which　lay　behind　the　fallen

step；　for　there　the　light　of　the　sun　penetrated。



The　first　idea　it　gave　me　was　that　of　the　jewelled　shrine　of

some　mediaeval　saint　which；　by　good　fortune；　had　escaped　the

plunderers；　there　are　still　such　existing　in　the　world。　It　shone

and　glittered；　apparently　with　gold　and　diamonds；　although；　as　a

matter　of　fact；　there　were　no　diamonds；　nor　was　it　gold　which

gleamed；　but　some　ancient　metal；　or　rather　amalgam；　which　is　now

lost　to　the　world；　the　same　that　was　used　in　the　tubes　of　the

air…machines。　I　think　that　it　contained　gold；　but　I　do　not　know。

At　any　rate；　it　was　equally　lasting　and　even　more　beautiful；

though　lighter　in　colour。



For　the　rest　this　adorned　recess　which　resembled　that　of　a

large　funeral　vault；　occupying　the　whole　space　beneath　the　base

of　the　statue　that　was　supported　on　its　arch；　was　empty　save　for

two　flashing　objects　that　lay　side　by　side　but　with　nearly　the

whole　width　of　the　vault　between　them。



I　pointed　at　them　to　Bickley　with　my　finger；　for　really　I　could

not　speak。



〃Coffins；　by　Jove！〃　he　whispered。　〃Glass　or　crystal　coffins　and

people　in　them。　Come　on！〃



A　few　seconds　later　we　were　crawling　into　that　vault　while

Bastin；　still　nursing　the　head　of　Oro　as　though　it　were　a　baby；

stood　confused　outside　muttering　something　about　desecrating

hallowed　graves。



Just　as　we　reached　the　interior；　owing　to　the　heightening　of

the　sun；　the　light　passed　away；　leaving　us　in　a　kind　of　twilight。

Bickley　produced　carriage　candles　from　his　pocket　and　fumbled　for

matches。　While　he　was　doing　so　I　noticed　two　thingsfirstly；

that　the　place　really　did　smell　like　a　scent…shop；　and；　secondly；

that　the　coffin