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Updated: June 8, 2025
The driver and Saya Chone were Jack's companions on the great beast, and when they were on the move the captive was always lashed tightly to the framework of the howdah. The other four, the Malay and three companions, rode the strong, nimble ponies of the country. The baggage of the party was conveyed on a pack-pony, and they travelled at a good speed.
"What chance have I got, tied to this howdah?" But Saya Chone, ashen with fear, clung to the edge of the car, and had eyes and ears for nothing save for the great beast charging full upon them. Jack hurled himself to and fro, trying to slacken a little the bonds which held him a prisoner under such fearful circumstances.
The half-caste now beckoned to Jack. "Come down the slope," said Saya Chone. "I want you to look at this man now. You will see him again in the morning. Perhaps you will find it useful to note the difference." Jack was led down the descent and brought face to face with the native. The English lad saw at once that the man bound to the cross was stupefied with an extremity of terror.
Skirting the reeds he raced at full speed along the edge of the swamp, keeping at the foot of the slope which ran down to the marsh, but heading away from the spot where Saya Chone and his attendant Kachins were posted. The torture of that journey through the swamp was a thing which Jack never forgot. The mosquitoes worked their way into every crevice of the tunic he had folded about his head.
Moung San invited them to enter it, and all four went in and sat down. "Now, Moung San," began Jim Dent "You listen to me. You know the ruby-mines well, don't you?" "Yes," replied Moung San. "Do much trade with the miners for many years." "Do you know a man named Saya Chone?" "Yes," said the trader. "Know him. Don't like him." "Who is he with now?" "With U Saw, the man they call the Ruby King."
The shock was such that the pad-elephant was driven to its knees, the driver was hurled over its head, and Saya Chone flung headlong out of the car. Jack alone remained in the howdah, held fast by his bonds. Again the "rogue" elephant charged his enemy, and now the latter was flung over on to its side, and the rim of the howdah brushed the ground. Jack looked up in despair.
But the part of the room where he was a prisoner was unlighted, and the veil served to hide him sufficiently from anyone standing in the brighter part of the place. Saya Chone came forward and conversed with U Saw for a few moments, then a second note was struck upon the resounding gong.
Where now Chone is there was formerly a district called Oenotria, in which Philoctetes settled after the sack of Troy as Dionysius and Dio Cocceianus and all those who write the story of Rome relate.
If you were careless about torture applied to yourself, you might see it in another light when brought to bear on someone to whom you were attached?" Mr. Haydon gave a scornful laugh. "And where will you find such a person in this den of thieves?" he asked, drily. Upon this reply, Saya Chone and U Saw burst into a great shout of mocking laughter.
Who were these men the Panthays were leading towards him? He remembered two of his enemies yesterday, and the two leading riders brought them to mind again. Saya Chone had worn a head-dress of brilliant flaming scarlet, the Strangler a turban of bright yellow. Again the little procession filed into sight, out of the bamboos.
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