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Evidently he was beyond human help, for Jana seemed to have crushed most of his ribs in his iron trunk. We carried him to one of the priest's cells and there I watched him till the end, which came at sundown. Before he died he became quite conscious and talked with me a good deal.
I remember my baby being killed by that horrible circus elephant, just as the Ivory Child was killed or rather destroyed by Jana, which I suppose is another of your coincidences, Mr. Quatermain. After that I remember nothing until I woke up and saw George standing in front of me covered with blood, and you, and Jana dead, and the rest." "Because during that time your mind was gone, Lady Ragnall."
All the Kendah could or would say about it was that it had lived in this hole from the beginning and that Black Kendah prisoners, or malefactors, were sometimes given to it to kill, as White Kendah prisoners were given to Jana. The cave itself proved to be not very long, perhaps one hundred and fifty feet, no more.
Evidently Jana had got a better hold with his hind legs this time, or perhaps had actually wriggled himself a few inches up the tree. At any rate I saw to my dismay that there was every prospect of my making a second acquaintance with that snapping tip. The end of the trunk was lying along my bough like a huge brown snake and creeping up, up, up. "He'll get us," I muttered.
Moreover, if he stops here, perhaps Jana will come back to play with him instead of following us." Poor Marût! This was his requiem as sung by Hans.
It was a great fight and, except for those who perished in the pitfalls during the first rush, all practically hand to hand. Jana we interred where he fell because we could not move him, within a few feet of the body of his slayer Hans.
I told them what I had seen, leaving out the last part. "I say, old fellow," said Scroope, "you must have been pretty clever to get all that in, for your eyes weren't shut for more than ten seconds." "Then I wonder what you would say if I repeated everything," I answered, for I still felt dreamy and not quite myself. "You see elephant Jana?" asked Harût. "He kill woman and child, eh?
"Yet that curse, like others, came back to roost, for if Jana is dead and his people fled, where are the Child and many of its people? What will you do without your god, Harût?" "Repent us of our sins and wait till the Heavens send us another, as doubtless they will in their own season," he replied very sadly. I wonder whether they ever did and, if so, what form that new divinity put on.
Jana had recovered himself and was at me again with open mouth and lifted trunk. I heard a Dutch curse and saw a little yellow form; saw Hans, for it was he, thrust the barrels of my second elephant rifle almost into that red cave of a mouth, which however they could not reach, and fire, first one barrel, then the other.
Jana the evil one; he whose other name is Set, he whose other name is Satan, he who for this while lives in the shape of an elephant, he who is worshipped by the thousands whom once you conquered, and whom still you bridle by my might, comes up against you. The Darkness wars against the Daylight, the Evil wars against the Good.
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