She by H. Rider (Henry Rider) Haggard
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vertebræ, and glared at me through its empty eyeholes, and cursed me
with its grinning jaws, because I, a dog of a Christian, disturbed the last sleep of a true believer. I opened my eyes, and shuddered at the horrid dream, and then shuddered again at something that was not a dream, for two great eyes were gleaming down at me through the misty darkness. I struggled up, and in my terror and confusion shrieked, and shrieked again, so that the others sprang up too, reeling, and drunken with sleep and fear. And then all of a sudden there was a flash of cold steel, and a great spear was held against my throat, and behind it other spears gleamed cruelly. "Peace," said a voice, speaking in Arabic, or rather in some dialect into which Arabic entered very largely; "who are ye who come hither swimming on the water? Speak or ye die," and the steel pressed sharply against my throat, sending a cold chill through me. "We are travellers, and have come hither by chance," I answered in my best Arabic, which appeared to be understood, for the man turned his head, and, addressing a tall form that towered up in the background, said, "Father, shall we slay?" "What is the colour of the men?" said a deep voice in answer. "White is their colour." "Slay not," was the reply. "Four suns since was the word brought to me from '_She-who-must-be-obeyed_,' 'White men come; if white men come, slay them not.' Let them be brought to the house of '_She-who-must-be-obeyed_.' Bring forth the men, and let that which they have with them be brought forth also." |
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