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Updated: May 11, 2025
"Climb down that way, Tanit-Zerga! With my shoulder!" "I will let you down," she said firmly. "Feel how strong my arms are. Not that I shall rest your weight on them. But see, on each side of the window is a marble column. By twisting the rope around one of them, I can let you slip down and scarcely feel your weight. "And look," she continued, "I have made a big knot every ten feet.
Tanit-Zerga was bending over me. It was her hand which burnt so. "Get up," she said. "We must go on." "Go on, Tanit-Zerga! The desert is on fire. The sun is at the zenith. It is noon." "We must go on," she repeated. Then I saw that she was delirious. She was standing erect. Her haik had fallen to the ground and little Galé, rolled up in a ball, was asleep on it.
See how good-natured she is." So saying, she dropped the mongoose on my knees. "It is very nice of you, Tanit-Zerga," I said, "to come and pay me a visit." I passed my hand slowly over the animal's back. "What time is it now?" "A little after nine. See, the sun is already high. Let me draw the shade." The room was in darkness. Galé's eyes grew redder. King Hiram's became green.
"That is the story of Lieutenant Ghiberti which you wished to hear. But enough of this. Mount your camel." I obeyed without saying a word. Tanit-Zerga, seated behind me, put her little arms around me. Ceghéir-ben-Cheikh was still holding the bridle. "One word more," he said, pointing to a black spot against the violet sky of the southern horizon. "You see the gour there; that is your way.
Leaning on my elbows beside Tanit-Zerga in the rock-hewn window, I spied the advance tremors of lightning. One by one they rose, streaking the now total darkness with their bluish stripes. But no burst of thunder followed. The storm did not attain the peaks of Ahaggar. It passed without breaking, leaving us in our gloomy bath of sweat. "I am going to bed," said Tanit-Zerga.
Standing alone on the rickety jetty, I waited, watching the water flow by, until the last sound of the steam-driven vessel, boum-baraboum, had died away into the night." Tanit-Zerga paused. "That was the last night of Gâo. While I was sleeping and the moon was still high above the forest, a dog yelped, but only for an instant.
She stretched herself out full length on the lion skin. Her bare right knee slipped out from under her tunic. "It is time to go find him," she said languidly. "You will soon receive my orders. Tanit-Zerga, show him the way. First take him to his room. He cannot have seen it." I rose and lifted her hand to my lips.
"That way," she said, pointing to the window. A dark perpendicular line halved its blue opening. Tanit-Zerga went to the window. I saw her standing erect on the sill. A knife shone in her hands. She cut the rope at the top of the opening. It slipped down to the stone with a dry sound. She came back to me. "How can we escape?" I asked. "That way," she repeated, and she pointed again at the window.
In a ray of sunlight, Galé, seated on his little haunches, washed his shining mustaches with his forepaws; and King Hiram, stretched out on the mat, groaned plaintively in his sleep. "He is dreaming," said Tanit-Zerga, a finger on her lips. There was a moment of silence. Then she said: "You must be hungry. And I do not think that you will want to eat with the others." I did not answer.
"Since Morhange abandoned you, since the day when you saw Antinea, you have had only one idea. What good is it to beguile yourself with the stories of Tanit-Zerga, charming as they are? Oh, you know that mysterious things are going to happen tonight. How have you been able to keep from doing anything as long as this?" Immediately I made a resolve.
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