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Updated: May 12, 2025
Can such coincidence be mere chance? Phoebus Apollo, your favorite divinity and that, too, of the sage of Tyana may perhaps have been angry with me. He who purified himself from blood-guiltiness after killing the Python is the god of expiation. I will address myself to him, like the noble hero of your book.
"Out of zee way!" shouted the professor, making a wild effort to swing the python against a tree, but the tail slipped from his grasp, the professor fell, and the snake went crashing against a log, under which it took refuge.
I must have gone on for half a mile. Nothing: only ahead of me, along the path, the monkeys would chatter and break into an uproar, and then stop short every treetop silent, as they do when a python comes along. I went back to the clearing, sat down on the mat, stayed there by clinching my will power, so to speak, and watched myself for other symptoms, till morning. None came.
The Ular Sawa, or great Python of the Sunda Isles, is said to exceed when full-grown, thirty feet in length; and it is narrated that a "Malay prow being anchored for the night under the Island of Celebes, one of the crew went ashore, in search of betel nut, and, as was supposed, fell asleep on the beach, on his return.
The hammer fell with a futile click on an empty chamber the ape-man's hand shot out like the head of an angry python; there was a quick wrench, and the revolver sailed far out across the ship's rail, and dropped into the Atlantic. For a moment the two men stood there facing one another. Rokoff had regained his self-possession. He was the first to speak.
Why should not the graceful and deadly cobra, the horrid cerastes, the huge throttling python, and even more, the loathly puff-adder, undistinguishable from the gravel among which he lay coiled, till he leaped furiously and unswerving, as if shot from a bow, upon his prey why should not they too be kindred to that evil power who had been, in the holiest and most ancient books, personified by the name of the Serpent?
The twisted columns of the bed rose, burdened with great weight of fringes and curtains, the python devoured a guinea-pig, the last I gave him; the great white cat came to me. I said all this must go, must henceforth be to me an abandoned dream, a something, not more real than a summer meditation. So be it, and, as was characteristic of me, I broke with Paris suddenly, without warning anyone.
Then the grasshoppers drew near and the swans sailed close to the river banks, and the country-men gathered about to hear wonderful tales of the slaying of the monster Python, and of a king with ass's ears, and of a lovely maiden, Daphne, who grew into a laurel-tree.
Now recall a second. But Aeschines supported Python; he gave testimony in opposition to his country, and that testimony false. But surely one who met the emissary of the enemy alone and conferred with him, must himself have been already a born spy and an enemy of his country. There are still an infinite number of things which I might relate of him; but I pass them over.
That some wretched farmers and miners should refuse to starve, that I may not be deprived of my demi-tasse at Tortoni's, that I may not be forced to leave this beautiful retreat, my cat and my python monstrous. And these wretched creatures will find moral support in England; they will find pity! Pity, that most vile of all vile virtues, has never been known to me.
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