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Updated: June 23, 2025
He's healthy; he can stand it he's got to. Thank God for that goat! Without it he might easily have starved." He tied the animal at the rear of the cave, and had Gesafam fetch a good supply of grass. Thus for the present one problem at least was solved. Beatrice's condition remained unchanged. Now and then she called for water, which he gave her plentifully.
For, eagerly watching the cloud-patched sky with the telescope, from the cliff-top while on the terrace old Gesafam tended the child she thought suddenly to behold a distant vision of the aeroplane! A tiny spot in the heavens, truly, was moving across the field of vision!
"The mistress and old Gesafam, the aged woman, skilled in all maladies! Come swiftly, O Kromno!" Allan started, dropped his lantern, and turned very white. "You mean " "Yea, master! Come!" He found Beatrice in bed, the bronze lamp shining on her face, pale as his own. "Come, boy!" she whispered. "Let me kiss you just once before before " He knelt, and on her brow his lips seemed to burn.
"Oh if I could only believe you!" she sobbed. "It will be so! What could happen to him, so strong, so brave? He must come back! He will!" "What could happen? A hundred things, Gesafam! One tiny break in the flying boat and he might be hurled to earth or down the Abyss, to death! Or, among your Folk, he may have been defeated, for many of the Folk are still savage and very cruel! Or, the Horde "
Turning, he saw Gesafam. "The child, O Kromno, hungers. It is crying for food!" Allan thought. He saw at once the impossibility of letting the boy come near its mother. Some other arrangement must be made. "Ah!" thought he. "I have it!" He gestured toward the door. "Go," he commanded. "Go up the path, to the palisaded place. Take this rope. Bring back, with you a she-goat.
Though still weak and dazed, old Gesafam had now recovered strength and wit enough to soothe and care for the child. Allan heard from her, in a few disjointed words, all she knew of the kidnapping. H'yemba, she said, had suddenly appeared to her, from the remote end of the cave, and had tried to snatch the child. She had fought, but one blow of his ax had stunned her.
Only when this, too, had disappeared, merged in the somber gray of the horizon, did she sadly and very slowly descend the path once more, back to the loneliness of a home where now no husband's presence greeted her. Though she tried to smile tried to believe all would yet be well, old Gesafam, glancing up from her labors at the cooking-hearth, saw tears were shining in her beautiful gray eyes.
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