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Why not, since I was at it, be jealous of those here present; then of the others, the absent, who will come, one by one, to fill the black circle of the still empty niches.... Morhange, I know, is at this moment with Antinea, and it is to me a bitter and splendid joy to think of his joy. But some evening, in three months, four perhaps, the embalmers will come here. Niche 54 will receive its prey.
It was evident that he addressed himself exclusively to Morhange, considering him alone worthy of his confidences. "There have been many, sir," he said, "both French and foreign officers who have been brought here at the caprice of our sovereign, Antinea. You are the first to be honored by my disclosures.
"Very little. I told you that you used the hammer as if you had done nothing else all your life." "Like little Kaine," I murmured. She smiled in surprise. "Oh, you know that story.... Yes, like little Kaine. But at least Kaine was sensible. You ... I do not understand." "I do not understand myself, very well." She looked at me with amused curiosity. "Antinea," I said. "What is it?"
"'Antinea, she said to me, 'is the daughter of El-Hadj-Ahmed-ben-Guemâma, Sultan of Ahaggar, and Sheik of the great and noble tribe of Kel-Rhelâ. She was born in the year twelve hundred and eighty-one of the Hegira. She has never wished to marry any one. Her wish has been respected for the will of women is sovereign in this Ahaggar where she rules to-day.
"'She has found them useful, it seems, said the old woman. 'And then, whoever once enters here, can never leave. Otherwise, the French would soon be here and, when they saw the hall of red marble, they would massacre everybody. Besides, of all those whom Ceghéir-ben-Cheikh has brought here, no one, save one, has wished to escape after seeing Antinea. "'She keeps them a long time?
"All that I risk here now," I said to myself, "is being led back politely to my room." The Targa lifted a curtain. I followed on his heels into the chamber of Antinea. The room was huge and at once well lighted and very dark. While the right half, where Antinea was, gleamed under shaded lamps, the left was dim.
"I tried the most subtle reasoning on Antinea," he continued. "It was breath wasted. 'But, I said at the end of my arguments, 'why not Le Mesge? She began to laugh. 'Why not the Reverend Spardek? she replied. 'Le Mesge and Spardek are savants whom I respect. But
There was nothing singular about the room, except the great luxury of the hangings. The ceiling was in shadow, but multicolored lanterns cast a vague and gentle light over gleaming stuffs and furs. Antinea was stretched out on a lion's skin, smoking. A little silver tray and pitcher lay beside her. King Hiram was flattened out at her feet, licking them madly.
"Do you know that?" Morhange asked him with keen curiosity. The Targa did not speak a word but his eyes had a strange light. "Do you know that?" insisted Morhange. And he added: "Antinea?" "Antinea," repeated the man. And he was silent. "Why don't you answer the Captain?" I called out, with a strange feeling of rage sweeping over me. The Targui looked at me. I thought that he was going to speak.
What is this dynasty, from which, I believe, you trace the descent of Antinea? What is her rôle in the story of Atlantis?" M. Le Mesge smiled with condescension, meantime winking at Morhange with the eye nearest to him. Morhange was listening without expression, without a word, chin in hand, elbow on knee. "Plato will answer for me, sir," said the Professor.
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