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I am not afraid now, and it may be wisest not to thwart him. This is a very strange business not like anything else and really I think that I had better go alone. If I do not come back presently, you can follow." "Those who break in upon the sleep of the dead should walk gently, gently," piped the old Molimo in a sing-song voice.
"Behold, now," said the Molimo in his still voice, pointing at the dead Matabele with his finger; "do I speak lies, or is it true that this man shall not look more upon his king's face? Well, as it was with the servant, so it shall be with the lord, only more slowly. It is the decree of the Munwali, spoken by the voice of his Mouth, the Molimo of Bambatse.
So great was the old chief's rage that, forgetting his self-control, he struck the box from the hand of his tormentor to the ground, where the snuff lay spilled. "Just so shall the blood of your people be spilled through your rash foolishness," said the messenger calmly, as he picked up the box, and as much of the snuff as he could save. "Hearken," said the Molimo, in a thin, trembling voice.
Jacob Meyer thought a while, then said: "Clifford, will you translate to your daughter, so that she may be sure she is told exactly what passes?" Next he turned and addressed the natives. "Your names are Tamas, Tamala, and Hoba, and you, Tamas, are the son of the Molimo of Bambatse, who is called Mambo, and you, Tamala and Hoba, are his initiated councillors. Is it so?" They bowed their heads.
In all these preparations the old Molimo took a part, nor, when they were completed, did he show any inclination to leave them. In the morning he would descend to his people below, but before nightfall he always returned to the cave, where for many years it had been his custom to sleep at any rate several times a week, in the gruesome company of the dead Portuguese. Jacob Meyer persuaded Mr.
As for what he said about you, I believe it was only an empty threat, and for me you need have no fear, his power over me is gone; it went like a flash when his lips touched me," and she rubbed her own as though to wipe away some stain. "I am afraid of nothing more. I believe yes, I believe the old Molimo was right, and that all will end well "
But although Meyer laid his hand upon the knife in his belt and advanced upon him, the old Molimo neither budged an inch nor showed the slightest fear. "Let him rave on," he said, when at length Meyer paused exhausted.
Moreover, that I may be quite certain, in future I shall sleep near the stair myself." Benita and her father stared at each other. "The Molimo has a right to come," she said; "it is his sanctuary." "Then he must celebrate his worship down below for a little while. The old fool pretends to know everything, but he never guessed what I was going to do.
"Thence it was," said the Molimo, "that my forefathers saw the last of the Portuguese, the fair daughter of the great Captain Ferreira, hurl herself to death after she had given the gold into our keeping, and laid the curse upon it, until she came again. So in my dreams have I seen and heard her also, ay, and others have seen her, but these only from by the river far below."
At length a remnant of them, not more than about two hundred men and women, arrived at the stronghold called Bambatse, where the Molimo now lives in a great ruin built by the ancients upon an impregnable mountain which overhangs the river. With them they brought an enormous quantity of gold, all the stored-up treasure of the land which they were trying to carry off.
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