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Accordingly, having indicated our wish to a middle-aged individual of an unusually saturnine cast of countenance, even among this saturnine people, who appeared to be deputed to look after us now that the Father of the hamlet had departed, we started in a bodyhaving first lit our pipes.Outside the cave we found quite a crowd of people evidently watching for our appearance, but when they saw us come out smoking they vanished this way and that, calling out that we were great magicians.Indeed, nothing about us created so great a sensation as our tobacco smokenot even our firearms.After this we succeeded in reaching a stream that had its source in a strong ground spring, and taking our bath in peace, though some of the women, not excepting Ustane, showed a decided inclination to follow us even there.
By the time that we had finished this most refreshing bath the sun was setting; indeed, when we got back to the big cave it had already set.The cave itself was full of people gathered round firesfor several more had now been lightedand eating their evening meal by their lurid light, and by that of various lamps which were set about or hung upon the walls.These lamps were of a rude manufacture of baked earthenware, and of all shapes, some of them graceful enough.The larger ones were formed of big red earthenware pots, filled with clarified melted fat, and having a reed wick stuck through a wooden disk which filled the top of the pot, and this sort of lamp required the most constant attention to prevent its going out whenever the wick burned down, as there were no means of turning it up.The smaller hand-lamps, however, which were also made of baked clay, were fitted with wicks manufactured from the pith of a palm-tree, or sometimes from the stem of a very handsome variety of fern.This kind of wick was passed through a round hole at the end of the lamp, to which a sharp piece of hard wood was attached wherewith to pierce and draw it up whenever it showed signs of burning low.
For a while we sat down and watched this grim people eating their evening meal in silence as grim as themselves, till at length, getting tired of contemplating them and the huge moving shadows on the rocky walls, I suggested to our new keeper that we should like to go to bed.
Without a word, he rose, and, taking me politely by the hand, advanced with a lamp to one of the small passages that I had noticed opening out of the central cave.This we followed for about five paces, when it suddenly widened out into a small chamber, about eight feet square, and hewn out of the living rock.On one side of this chamber was a stone slab, about three feet from the ground, and running its entire length like a bunk in a cabin, and on this slab he intimated that I was to sleep.There was no window or air-hole to the chamber, and no furniture; and, on looking at it more closely, I came to the disturbing conclusion (in which, as I afterwards discovered, I was quite right) that it had originally served for a sepulchre for the dead rather than a sleeping-place for the living, the slab being designed to receive the corpse of the departed.The thought made me shudder in spite of myself; but, seeing that I must sleep somewhere, Igot over the feeling as best I might, and returned to the cavern to get my blanket, which had been brought up from the boat with the other things.There I met Job, who, having been inducted to a similar apartment, had flatly declined to stop in it, saying that the look of the place gave him the horrors, and that he might as well be dead and buried in his grandfather's brick grave at once, and expressed his determination of sleeping with me if I would allow him.This, of course, I was only too glad to do.
The night passed very comfortably on the whole.I say on the whole, for personally I went through a most horrible nightmare of being buried alive, induced, no doubt, by the sepulchral nature of my surroundings.At dawn we were aroused by a loud trumpeting sound, produced, as we afterwards discovered, by a young Amahagger blowing, through a hole bored in its side, into a hollowed elephant tusk, which was kept for the purpose.
Taking the hint, we got up and went down to the stream to wash, after which the morning meal was served.At breakfast one of the women, no longer quite young, advanced, and publicly kissed Job.I think it was in its way the most delightful thing (putting its impropriety aside for a moment) that I ever saw.Never shall I forget the respectable Job's abject terror and disgust.Job, like myself, is a bit of a misogynistIfancy chiefly owing to the fact of his having been one of a family of seventeenand the feelings expressed upon his countenance when he realized that he was not only being embraced publicly, and without authorization on his own part, but also in the presence of his masters, were too mixed and painful to admit of accurate description.He sprang to his feet, and pushed the woman, a buxom person of about thirty, from him.
"Well, I never!" he gasped, whereupon, probably thinking that he was only coy, she embraced him again.
"Be off with you! Get away, you minx!" he shouted, waving the wooden spoon, with which he was eating his breakfast, up and down before the lady's face."Beg your pardon, gentlemen, I am sure I.haven't encouraged her.Oh, Lord! she's coming for me again.
Hold her, Mr.Holly! please hold her! I can't stand it; I can't, indeed.This has never happened to me before, gentlemen, never.There's nothing against my character," and here he broke off, and ran as hard as he could go down the cave, and for once I saw the Amahagger laugh.As for the woman, however, she did not laugh.On the contrary, she seemed to bristle with fury, which the mockery of the other women about only served to intensify.She stood there literally snarling and shaking with indignation, and, seeing her, I wished Job's scruples had been at Jericho, forming a shrewd guess that his admirable behavior had endangered our throats.Nor, as the sequel shows, was I wrong.