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Updated: May 23, 2025
No earthly power would induce me to have anything more to do with /Taduki/ smoke. Of course I remembered that Lady Ragnall once told me kindly but firmly that I would if she wished. But that was just where she made a mistake.
"Do you remember the /Taduki/ herb?" she asked. "I have plenty of it safe upstairs, and not long ago I took a whiff of it, only a whiff because you know it had to be saved." "And what did you see?" "Never mind. The question is what shall we /both/ see?" "Nothing," I said firmly. "No earthly power will make me breathe that unholy drug again." "Except me," she murmured with sweet decision.
"What am I to do?" I asked feebly. "That is quite simple," she replied, as she sat herself down beside me well within reach of the /Taduki/ box, the brazier being between us with its tripod stand pressed against the edge of the couch, and in its curve, so that we were really upon each side of it.
In fact, however, he might as well have stayed away, as he only arrived in London on the day after her funeral. As I saw that he was really interested in the subject and observed that he was a very temperate man who did not seem to be romancing, I told him something of my experiences with /Taduki/, to which he listened with a kind of rapt but suppressed excitement.
Further I had made up my mind some time ago to have no more friendships with women who are so full of surprises, but to live out the rest of my life in a kind of monastery of men who have few surprises, being creatures whose thoughts are nearly always open and whose actions can always be foretold. Lastly there was that /Taduki/ business. Well, there at any rate I was clear and decided.
This I opened also and perceived that within lay bundles of dried leaves that looked like tobacco, from which floated an enervating and well-remembered scent that clouded my brain for a moment. Then I shut down the lids and returned to my seat. "/Taduki/," I murmured. "Yes, /Taduki/, and I believe in perfect order with all its virtue intact." "Virtue!" I exclaimed.
Between us, in front of the fire stood the tripod and the bowl of black stone at the bottom of which lay a pinch of white ashes, the remains of the /Taduki/. We stared at it and at each other. "Oh! where have we been, Shaba I mean, Mr. Quatermain?" she gasped, looking at me round-eyed. "I don't know," I answered confusedly. "To the East I suppose. That is it was all a dream." "A dream!" she said.
For I knew that this lady Amada was the same being though clad in different flesh, as that other lady with whom I had breathed the magical /Taduki/ fumes which had power to rend the curtain of the past, or, perhaps, only to breed dreams of what it might have been.
It was used for this purpose in the mystical ceremonies of the Kendah religion when under its influence the priestess or oracle of the Ivory Child was wont to announce divine revelations. During her tenure of this office Lady Ragnall was frequently subjected to the spell of the /Taduki/ vapour, and said strange things, some of which I heard with my own ears.
I suppose there is no more /Taduki/, is there?" "Not a scrap," she answered firmly, "and if there were it would be fatal to take it twice on the same day. We have learned all there is to learn. Perhaps it is as well, though I should like to know what happened after our our marriage." "So we /were/ married, were we?" "I mean," she went on ignoring my remark, "whether you ruled long in Egypt.
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