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"And is the outlook still as bad as it was?" "Worse. However, we must hope it'll go better." "I hear that you and that queer man, Mr. Hazon, have become such friends, Mr. Stanninghame." This was the sort of remark with which Laurence had scant patience, the more so that it met him at every turn.
It was more than a passing thought, nor from that moment onward could Laurence ever get it entirely out of his mind. "Fill your pipe, Stanninghame," said Hazon, breaking into this train of thought, which, all unconsciously, had entailed a long gap of silence.
"Too late!" growled Hazon. "We have been seen! Look." Several women were running stealthily and in alarm towards the gate, and immediately a frightful uproar arose from within. Armed with sticks and spears, the warriors came pouring forth, and in a moment had surrounded the two a howling, infuriated, threatening mob.
I think we've been libelling the pirate after all, eh Rainsford?" as that worthy just joined them. "Here's Hazon's trek come back without Hazon, instead of the other way about." Laurence thought how nearly it had been a case of the other way about. Had he not offered himself instead of Holmes, it would have been, for he would have remained with the Ba-gcatya, and Hazon would have returned alone.
And in groping into such possibilities this, above all others, was the comrade he would have chosen to have at his side. Not that he had forgotten the words of dark warning spoken by Rainsford and others, but at such he laughed. "Are you taking it on any?" queried Hazon, after a pause of silence on the part of both. "I am.
The night was spent in talking over past experiences, and making plans for the future, as to which latter Hazon failed not to note, with faint amusement, blended with complacency, that the disciple had, if anything, surpassed his teacher.
Now, swarming out into the open, came masses of moving figures fleeing figures. Hazon and Laurence, who each possessed a powerful glass, were able to master the situation in a twinkling.
The short, sharp gasp of amazement which greeted this announcement gave place to growls of renewed discontent. Some rival band of slave-hunters had fallen upon the village and taken that which they themselves had so weakly left. Such was their first thought. "The Ba-gcatya have found them," continued Hazon calmly. If there had been marvel before in the ejaculation now there was more.
Many and various were the comments which arose as the party gazed intently upon the distant smoke columns. "If only as a change from knocking on the head these defenceless devils, it's quite a blessed relief to have some real fighting," quoth Holmes. "You'll get plenty of that, Holmes, within the next few hours," remarked Hazon dryly. It was near midday, and the heat was torrid and sweltering.
We shall never return never." And then Laurence looked across at Hazon, and the glance, done into words, read: "What the mischief is to be made of such a prize fool as this?"
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