Allthewoodworkandmetalworkwascut，andtongued，andforged，andfittedfirstbyskilledcraftsmenbelow，intheplainatthefootofthecleft;andwheneachponderousbalkandeachcrosspiece，andeachplankwasdraggedupthesteeppassthroughtheconqueredgates，itwasreadyinstantlyforfittingintoitsappointedplaceinthecompletedmachine。
　　Thecleftwasstraightwheretheysetabouttheirbuilding，andtherewasnocurveorspuroftheclifftohidetheirhandiworkfromthoseofthePriestswhowatchedfromtherampartsaboveouroneremaininggate。ButPhorenicehadacoynesslestherengineshouldbeseenbeforeitwascompleted，andsotoscreenitshehadavastfirebuiltattheuppermostpointwherethecausewaywasbrokenoff，andfeddiligentlywithwetsedgeandgreenwood，sothatagreatsmokepouredout，risinglikeacurtainthatshutoutallview。AndsothoughthePriestsontherampartabovethegatepickedoffnowandagainsomeofthosewhotendedthefire，theycoulddothebesiegersnofurtherinjury，andremaineduptothelastquiteinignoranceoftheirtactics。
　　Thepassageupthecleftwasinshadowduringthenighthours，for，thoughallthecrestoftheSacredMountainwasalwayslitbrightlybytheeternalfireswhichmadeitsdefenceonthefartherside，theirglowthrewnogleamdownthatflankwherethecliffransheertotheplainsbeneath。AndsoitwasundercoverofthedarknessthatPhorenicebroughtupherengineintopositionforattack。
　　Plankinghadbeenlaiddownforitswheels，andthewheelsthemselveswellgreased，anditmaybethatshehopedtomarchinuponuswhilstallslept。Buttherewasacertaincreakingandgroaningoftimbers，andlabouredpantingofmen，whichgaveadvertisementthatsomethingwasbeingattempted，andthealarmwasspreadquietlyinthehopethatifasurprisehadbeenplanned，therealsurprisemightbeturnedtheotherway。
　　Amessengercametomerunning，whereIsatinthehouseatthesideofmylove，andshe，likethesoldier’swifeshewasmadetobe，kissedmeandbademegoquicklyandcareformyhonour，andbringbackmywoundsforhertomend。
　　Ontherampartabovethegateallwassilence，saveforthefaintrustleofarmedmen，andoutoftheblackdarknessahead，andfromtheothersideofthebrokencauseway，camethesoundsofwhichthemessengerbadwarnedme。
　　Thecaptainofthegatecametomeandwhispered:"WehavemadenolighttilltheKingcame，notknowingtheKing’swillinthematter。IsitwishedIsendsomeofthethrowing—firedownyonder，onthechancethatitdoessomeharm，andatthesametimelightsuptheplace？Orisitwilledthatwewaitfortheirsurprise？"
　　"Sendthefire，"Isaid，"orwemayfindthatPhorenice’sbrainhasbeenonetoomanyforus。"
　　Thecaptainofthegatetookoneoftheballsinhishand，litthefuse，andhurledit。Thehorridthingburstamongstamassofmenwhowerelabouringwithahugeengine，sputteringthemwithitsdeadlyfire，andlightingtheirgarments。Theplanoftheengineshoweditselfplainly。Theyhadbuiltthemavastgreattower，restingonwheelsatitsbase，sothatitmightbypushedforwardfrombehind，andslantingatitsfoottoallowforthesteepnessofthepathandleaveitalwaysupright。
　　Itwasstoreyedinside，withladdersjoiningeachfloor，andthroughslitsinthesidewhichfacedusbowmencouldcoveranattack。Fromitstopagreatbridgerearedhighaboveit，beingcarriedverticallytillthetowerwasbroughtnearenoughforitsuse。Thebridgewashingedatthethirdstoreyofthetower，andfastenedwithropestoitsextremetop;but，oncetheropeswerecut，thebridgewouldfall，andlightuponwhatevercamewithinitsswing，andbeheldtherebythespikeswithwhichitwasstuddedbeneath。
　　Isaw，andinwardlyfeltmyselfconquered。TheclevernessofPhorenicehadbeentoostrongformydefence。Nowar—engineofwhichwehadcommandcouldoversetthetower。Thewholeofitsmassivetimberswerehungwiththewetnew—strippedskinsofbeasts，sothateventhethrowing—firecouldnotdestroyit。Whatpunymeanswehadtoimpedethosewhopusheditforwardwouldhavelittleeffect。Presentlyitwouldcometotheplaceappointed，andtheropeswouldbecut，andthebridgewouldthunderdownontherampartaboveourlastgate，andthestormerswouldpourouttotheirfinalsuccess。
　　Well，lifehadloomedverypleasantformethesefewdayswithawarmandlovingNaisoncemoreintouchofmyarms，buttheHighGodsinTheirinfinitewisdomknewbestalways，andIwasnorebeltostaystiff—neckedagainsttheirdecision。Butitiseverasoldier’sprivilege，comewhatmay，towarmoverafight，andthemostexquisitelyfiercejoyofallisthatfinalfightofamanwhoknowsthathemustdie，andwholustsonlytomakehisbedofslainhighenoughtocarryaduememoryofhispowerswiththosewhoafterwardscometogazeuponit。Igrippedmyaxe，andthemusclesofmyarmsstoodoutinknotsatthethoughtofit。WouldTathocometogivemesport？Ifearednot。Theywouldsendonlythecommonsoldiersfirsttothestorm，andImustbecontenttodomykillingonthose。
　　AndNais，whatofher？Ihadaquietmindthere。Whenanyspoilerscametothehousewhereshelay，shewouldknowthatDeucalionhadbeentakenuptotheGods，andshewouldnotbelonginfollowinghim。Shehadherdagger。No，IhadnofearsofbeingpartedlongfromNaisnow。
　　19。DESTRUCTIONOFATLANTIS
　　AtotteringoldPriestcameupandtouchedmeontheshoulder。
　　"Well？"Isaidsharply，havingsmalltasteforinterruptionjustnow。
　　"NewshasbeencarriedtotheThree，myKing，ofwhatisthreatened。"
　　"ThentheywillknowthatIstandherenow，brother，toenjoythefinestfightofmylife。WhenitisfinishedIshallgototheGods，andbetherestandingbehindthestarstowelcomethemwhenpresentlytheyalsoarrive。Theyhavemyregretsthattheyaretoooldandtoofeebletodieandlookuponafinekillingthemselves。"
　　"Ihavecommandsfromthem，myKing，tolayuponyou，whichI
　　fearyouwilllikebutslenderly。Youareforbiddentofindyourdeathhereinthefighting。Theyhaveafurtheruseforyouyet。"
　　Iturnedontheoldmanangrilyenough。"Ishalltakenosuchorder，mybrother。Iamnotgoingtobelieveitwasevergiven。
　　Youmusthavemisunderstood。IfIamaman，ifIamaPriest，ifIamasoldier，ifIamaKing，thenitstandstomyhonourthatnoenemyshouldpassthisgatewhilstyetIlive。Andyoumaygobackandthrowthatmessageattheirteeth。"
　　Theoldmansmiledenviously。He，too，hadbeenakeensoldierinhisday。"Itoldthemyouwouldnoteasilybelievesuchamessage，andaskedthemforasign，andtheyborewithme，andgavemeone。Iwastogiveyouthisjewel，myKing。"
　　"Howcametheybythat？ItisabraceletfromtheelbowofNais。"
　　"Theymusthavestrippedherofit。IdidnotknowitcamefromNais。ThewordIwastobringyousaidthattheownerofthejewelwasinsidetheArkoftheMysteries，andwaitedyouthere。
　　TheusewhichtheThreehaveforyoufurtherconcernsheralso。"
　　EvenwhenIheardthat，Iwillfreelyconfessthatmyobediencewassorelytried，andIhavethelessshameinsettingitdownonthesesheets，becauseIknowthatalltruesoldierswillfeelasympathyformyplight。Indeed，thepromiseofthebattlewasverytempting。ButintheendmyloveforNaisprevailed，andIgavethesalutationthatwasneedfulintokenthatIheardtheorderandobeyedit。
　　TotheknotofPriestswhowereleftforthedefence，Iturnedandmademyfarewells。"YouwillhavewhatIshallmiss，mybrothers，"Isaid。"Ienvyyouthatfight。But，thoughIamKingofAtlantis，stillIamonlyoneoftheSeven，andsoamtheservantoftheThreeandmustobeytheirorder。TheyspeakinwordsthewillofthemostHighGods，andwemustdoastheycommand。YouwillstandbehindthestarsbeforeIcome，andIaskofyouthatyouwillcommendmetoThoseyoumeetthere。ItisnotmyownwillthatIshallnotappeartherebyyourside。"
　　Theyheardmywordswithsmiles，andverycourteouslysalutedmewiththeirweapons，andthereweparted。Ididnotseethefight，butIknowitwasgood，fromthetimewhichpassedbeforePhorenice’shordesbrokeoutontothecrestoftheMountain。Theydiedhard，thatlastremnantofthelesserPriestsofAtlantis。
　　WithasourenoughfeelingIwentuptotheheadofthepass，andthenthroughthegroves，andbetweenthetemplesandcollegesandhouseswhichstoodontheupperslopesoftheSacredMountain，tillIreachedthatboundary，beyondwhichinmilderdaysitwasdeathforanybuttheprivilegedfewtopass。Butthetime，itappearedtome，waspastforconventions，and，moreover，myowntemperwashot;anditislikelythatIshouldhavestrodeonwithlittlescrupleifIhadnotbeeninterrupted。Butinthetemplewhichmarkedtheboundary，therewasoldZaemonwaiting;andhe，withduesolemnityofwords，andwiththewholeofsomeancientritualordainedforthatpurpose，soughtdispensationfromtheHighGodsformytrespass，andwouldnotgivemewaytillhewasthroughwithhisceremony。
　　AlreadyPhorenice’stowerandbridgewereinposition，fortheclashandyellingofafighttoldthatthesmallhandfulofPriestsontherampartofthelastgatewerebarteringtheirlivesforthehighestreturnindeadthattheycouldearn。Theyweretrainedfightingmenall，butoldandfeeble，andtheoddsagainstthemweretooenormoustobestemmedforoverlong。Inaveryshorttimetheplacewouldbeputtothestorm，andtheroofoftheSacredMountainwouldbeattheopenmercyoftheinvader。Iftherewasanyfurtherthingtobedone，itwaswellthatitshouldbesetaboutquicklywhilstpeaceremained。Itseemedtomethatthemomentforpromptaction，andthetimeforlengthypompousceremonialwasdoneforgood。
　　ButZaemonwasmindedotherwise。HeledmeuptotheArkoftheMysteries，andchidedmyimpatience，andwaitedtillIhadgivenitmyreverentialkiss，andthenhecalledaloud，andanotheroldmancameoutoftheopeningwhichisinthetopoftheArk，andclimbedpainfullydownbythebattenswhicharefixedonitssides。HewasamanIhadneverseenbefore，hoary，frail，andemaciated，andheandZaemonwerethentheonlytworemainingPriestswhohadbeenraisedtothehighestdegreeknowntoourClan，andwhoalonehadknowledgeofthehighestsecretsandpowersandmysteries。
　　"Look！"criedZaemon，inhisshrilloldvoice，andsweptatremblingfingerovertheshatteredcity，andthegreatspreadofseaandcountrywhichlayinviewofusbelow。Ifollowedhispointingandlooked，andachillbegantocrawlthroughme。Allwasplainlyshown。OurLordtheSunburnedhighoverheadinaskyofcloudlessblue，anddayshimmeredinHisheat。Allbelowseemedfromthatdistancepeacefulandwarmandstill，saveonlythatthemountainssmokedmorethanordinary，andsomespoutedfires，andthattheseaboiledwithsomestrangedisorder。
　　Butitwasthesignificanceoftheseathattroubledmemost。
　　Faroutonthedistantcoastitsurgedagainsttherocksinenormousrollsofsurf;andupthegreatestuary，attheheadofwhichthecityofAtlantisstands，itgushedinsuccessivewavesofenormousheightwhichneverreturned。Alreadythelowerlandsoneithersidewereblottedoutbeneathtumultuouswaters，theharbourwallsweredrownedoutofsight，andthefloodwascreepingupintothelowerwardsofthegreatcityitself。
　　"Youhaveseen？"askedZaemon。
　　"Ihaveseen。"
　　"Youunderstand？"
　　"lnpart。"
　　"Thenletmetellyouall。Thisisthebeginning，andtheendwillfollowswiftly。ThemostHighGods，thatsitbehindthestars，havealimittoevenTheirsublimepatience;andthathasbeenpassed。ThecityofAtlantis，thegreatcontinentthatisbeyond，andallthatareinthemaredoomedtounutterabledestruction。Ofolditwasforeseenthatthisgreatwiping—outwouldhappenthroughthesinsofmen，andtothisendtheArkoftheMysterieswasbuiltunderthedirectionoftheGods。Nomortalimplementscansomuchasscratchitssurface，nowavesorrockswreckit。Insideisstoredonsheetsoftheancientwritingallthatisknownintheworldoflearningthatisnotsharedbythecommonpeople，alsothereisgraininastore，andsweetwaterintankssufficientfortwopersonsforthespaceoffouryears，togetherwithseeds，weapons，andallsuchothermattersasweredeemedfit。
　　"OutofallthisvastcountryithasbeendecreedbytheHighGodsthattwoshallnotperish。Twoshallbechosen，amanandawoman，whoarefitandproperpersonstocarryawaywiththemtheancientlearningtodisposeofitastheyseebest，andafterwardstorearuparacewhoshallintimebuildanotherkingdomanddohonourtoourLordtheSunandtheotherGodsinanotherplace。
　　ThewomaniswithintheArkalready，andseatedintheplaceappointedforher，andthoughsheisadaughterofmine，theburdenofherchoosingiswithyou。Fortheman，thechoicehasfallenuponyourself。"
　　Iwashalfnumbwiththeshockofwhatwasbefalling。"IdonotknowthatIcaretobeasurvivor。"
　　"Youarenotaskedforyourwishes，"saidtheoldman。"YouaregivenanorderfromtheHighGods，whoknowyoutobeTheirfaithfulservant。"
　　Habitrodestronguponme。Imadesalutationintherequiredform，andsaidthatIheardandwouldobey。
　　"ThenitremainstoraiseyoutothesublimedegreeoftheThree，andifyourlearningissosmallthatyouwillnotunderstandthekeystomanyofthePowers，andthehighestoftheMysteries，whentheyarehandedtoyou，thatfaultcannotberemediednow。"
　　Certainlythetimeremainingwasshortenough。Thefightstillrageddownatthegateinthepass，thoughitwasawonderhowthehandfulofPriestshadheldtheirgroundsolong。Buttheoceanrolledinuponthelandinanever—increasingflood，andthemountainssmokedandbelchedforthmorevolleysofrockastheweightincreasedontheirlowerparts，andpresentlythosethatbesiegedtheMountaincouldnotfailtoseethefatethatthreatenedthem。Thentherewouldbenowithholdingtheirrush。
　　Intheirmadfuryandpanictheywouldsweepallobstructionresistlesslybeforethem，andthosewhostoodintheirpathmightlooktothemselves。
　　ButtherewasnohurryingZaemonandhisfellowsage。Theywerewithouttemplefortheceremony，withoutsacrificeorincensetodecorateit。Theyhadbuttheskyforarooftomaketheirechoes，andtheGodsthemselvesforwitnesses。Buttheywentthroughtheworkofraisingmetotheirowndegree，withallthegrandandmajesticformwhichhasgathereddignityfromtheages，andbynoonesentencedidtheycurtailit。Aburningmountainburstwithabellowingroarastheincomingwatersmetitsfires，butgravelytheywenton，inturnrecitingtheirsentences。
　　Phorenice’stroopsbrokedownthelastresistance，andpouredinafrenziedstreamamongstthegrovesandtemples，butstilltheyquaveredneverintheritual。
　　Ithadbeensaidthatthisceremonyisthegrandestandthemostimpressiveofallthoseconnectedwithourholyreligion;andcertainlyIfounditso;andIspeakasoneintimatewithalltheothers。EventhetremendouscircumstanceswhichhemmedthemincoulddonothingtomakethesefrailoldmenforgetthedeferencewhichwasduetothehighestorderoftheClan。
　　Formyself，IwillfreelyownIwaslessrapt。Istoodtherebareheadedintheheat，amantryingtoconcentratehimself，andyettornthewhilebyathousandforeignemotions。Theawfulthingthatwashappeningallaroundcompelledsomeofmyattention。A
　　continentwasintheveryactandarticleofmeetingwithcompletedestruction，andifZaemonandtheotherPriestwerestrongenoughtogivetheirmindswhollyuptoamatterparochialtothepriesthood，Iwasnotsostoical。Andmoreover，IwasfilledwithotheranxietiesandthoughtsconcerningNais。YetImanagedtopreserveadecentshowofattentiontotheceremony;makingallthoseresponseswhichwererequiredofme;andtryingaswellasmightbetopreserveinmymindthosesentenceswhichwerethekeystopowerandlearning，andnotmerephrasingsofgrandeuranddevotion。
　　Butitbecameclearthatiftheceremonyofmyraisingdidnotsoonarriveatitsnaturalend，itwouldbecutshortpresentlywithsomethingofsuddenness。Phorenice’sconqueringlegionsswarmedoutontothecrestoftheMountain，andnowcarriedfullknowledgeofthedreadfulthingthatwascomeuponthecountry。
　　Theywereoutofallcontrol，andranaboutlikemendistracted;
　　butknowingfullwellthatthePriestswouldhavebroughtthisterriblewrecktopassbyvirtueofthepowerswhichwerestoredwithintheArkoftheMysteries，itwouldbetheirnaturalimpulsetopouroutafinalvengeanceuponanyofthesesamePrieststheycouldcomeacrossbeforeitwastoolate。
　　Itbegantocometomymindthatiftheceremonydidnotveryshortlyterminate，thefurtherpartoftheplanwouldstandverysmallchanceofcompletion，andIshouldcomebymydeathafterallbyfightingtoafinish，asIhadpicturedtomyselfbefore。Myflickeringattentionsawthesoldierscomingalwaysnearerintheirfranticwanderings，andsawalsotheseabelowrollingdeeperanddeeperinupontheland。
　　Thefires，too，whichringedinhalfthemountain，spurteduptodoubletheiroldheight，andburnedwithanunceasingroar。ButforalldistractionthesethingsgavetothetwooldPriestswhowereraisingme，wemighthavebeeninthequietnessofsomeancienttemple，withnosomuchasaflytobuzzaninterruption。
　　Butatlastanendcametotheceremony。"Kneel，"criedZaemon，"andmakeobeisancetoyourmothertheEarth，andswearbytheHighGodsthatyouwillnevermakeimproperuseofthepowersoverHerwhichthisdayyouhavebeengranted。"
　　WhenIhaddonethat，hebademeriseasafullyinstalledanddulyinitiatedmemberoftheThree。"Youwillhavenoopportunitytopractisetheworkingsofthisdegreewitheitherofus，mybrother，"saidhe，"forpresentlyourotherbrotherandIgotostandbeforetheGodstodelivertoThemanaccountofourtrust，andofhowwehavecarrieditout。Butwhatitemsyourememberhereandtheremayturnofusetoyouhereafter。Andnowwetwogiveyouourfarewells，andpromisetocommendyouhighlytotheGodswhensoonwemeetTheminTheirplacebehindthestars。ClimbnowintotheArk，andbereadytoshutthedoorwhichguardsit，ifthereisanyattemptbytheseragingpeopletoinvadethatalso。
　　Remember，mybrother，itistheGods’directwillthatyouandthewomanNaisgofromthisplacelivingandsound，andyouareexpresslyforbiddentoacceptchallengeorprovocationtofightonanypretextwhatever。Butaslongasmaybedoneinsafety，youmaylookoutuponAtlantisinherdeath—throes。Itisveryfittingthatoneoftheonlytwowhoaresenthencealive，shouldcarrythefulltaleofwhathasbefallen。"
　　IwenttothetopoftheArkofMysteriesthen，climbingtherebythebattenswhicharefastenedtothesides，andthendescendedbythestairwhichisinsideandfoundNaisinalittlechamberwaitingforme。
　　"IwasbiddenstayherebyZaemon，"shesaid，"whoforcedmetothisplacebythreatsandalsobypromisesthatmylordwouldfollow。Heisveryungentle，thatfatherofmine，butIthinkhehasakindnessforusboth，andanywayheismyfatherandI
　　cannothelplovinghim。Istherenochancetosavehimfromwhatisgoingtohappen？"
　　"HewillnotcomeintothisArk，forIaskedhim。IthasbeenordainedfromtheancienttimewhenfirsttheArkwasbuilt，thatwhenthedayforitspurposecame，onewomanandonemanshouldbeitsonlytenants，andtheyareherealready。Zaemon’swillinthematterisnottobetwistedbyyouorbyme。HehasamessagetobedeliveredtotheGods，and（ifIknowhimatall），hegrudgeseveryminutethatislostincarryingittothem。"
　　Ileftherthen，andwentoutagainupthestair，andstoodoncemoreontheroofoftheArk。OntheMountaintopmenstillranaboutdistracted，butgraduallytheywerecomingtowheretheArkrestedonthehighestpoint。Forthemoment，however，Ipassedthemlightly。Thedrowningofthegreatcontinentthathadbeenspreadoutbelowfilledtheeye。Oceanroaredinuponitwithstillmorefuriouswaves。Theplainsandthelevellandswerefoaminglakes。ThegreatcityofAtlantishadvanishedeternally。
　　Themountainsalonekepttheirheadsabovetheflood，andspewedoutrocks，andsteam，andboilingstone，orburstwhenthewatersreachedthemandcreatedgreatwhirlpoolsofsurgingsea，andtwistedtrees，andbubblingmud。
　　Inthespaceofafewbreathseverylivingcreaturethatdweltinthelowergroundshadbeensmotheredbythewaters，saveforafewwhohuddledinapairofgalleysthatweredrivenoarlessinland，overwhathadoncebeenblackforestandhuntinglandforthebeasts。AndevenasIwatched，thesealsowereswallowedupbythehorridturmoilofsea，andnothingbuttheseabeasts，andthoseofthegreaterlizardswhichcanliveinsuchoutrageouswaters，couldhavesurvivedeventhatstateofthedestruction。
　　Indeed，nonebutthosemenwhohadnowfoundstanding—groundontheupperslopesoftheSacredMountainsurvived，anditwasplainthattheirspanwasshort，forthegreatmassofthecontinentsankdeeperandmoredeepeveryminutebeforeourachingeyes，beneaththeboilinginrushoftheseas。
　　Butthoughthegreatmassofthesoldieryweredazedandmaddenedattheprospectoftheoverwhelmingwhichthreatenedthem，thereweresomewithastrengthofmindtoovalianttogiveanyoutwardshowofdiscomposure。Presentlyacompactlittlebodyofpeoplecamefromoutthehousesandthetemples，andheadeddirectlyacrosstheopengroundtowardstheArk。OntheoutsidemarchedPhorenice’spersonalguardswiththeirweaponsnewblooded。
　　Theyhadbeenforcedtofightawaythroughtheirownfellowsoldiers。Thepoordementedcreatureshadthoughtitwaseveryoneforhimselfnow，tilltheseguards（bytheirmistress’sorder）
　　provedtothemthatPhorenicestillcamefirst。
　　Andinthemiddleofthem，borneinalitterofgoldandivorybyhergrotesqueEuropeanslaves，rodetheEmpress，stillcalm，stilllovely，andseeminglydividedinhersentimentsbetweencontemptandamusement。Hertwochildrenlayinthelitteratherfeet。OnherrighthandmarchedTathogorgeouslyapparelled，andwithabeardcurledandplaitedintoathousandringlets。Ontheotherside，plyingherindustrywithunruffleddefence，walkedYlga，onceagainfan—girl，andsostillsecondladyinthisdwindlingkingdom。
　　ThepartyofthemhaltedhalfascoreofpacesfromtheArkbyPhorenice’sorder。"Donotgonearertothoseuncleanoldmen。
　　Theycarryarankodourwiththem，andforthemomentweareshortofessencestosweetentheairoftheirneighbourhood。"Sheliftedhereyebrowsandlookedupatme。"Trulyaquietlittlegatheringofoldacquaintances。Why，thereisDeucalion，thatonceItooktheflavourofandthrewasidewhenhecloyedme。"
　　"IhaveNaishere，"Isaid，"andpresentlywetwowillbeallthatareleftaliveofthisnation。"
　　"Naisisquitewelcometomyleavings，"shelaughed。"IwilllookdownuponyourcountrycooingswhenpresentlyIgobacktothePlacebehindthestarsfromwhichIcame。Youareaveryrusticperson，Deucalion。TheytellmetoothatthreeorfourofthesesmellingoldmenupherehavenamedyouKing。Didyouswellmuchwithdignity？OrdidyourememberthattherewasaprettyEmpressleftthatwouldstillbeEmpresssolongastherewasanAtlantistogovern？Come，sir，findyourtongue。Bymyface！youmusthavehungeredformeverymadlytheseyearswehavebeenparted，ifnew—grownruggednessoffeatureisanevidence。"
　　"Haveyourgibe。Idonotgibebackatawomanwhopresentlywilldie。"
　　"Bah！Deucalion，youwilllivebehindthetimes。HavetheynottoldyouthatIknowtheGreatSecretandamindeedaGoddessnow？Myartscanmakeliferunoneternally。"
　　"Thenthewaterswillpresentlytestthemhard，"Isaid，buttherethetalkwastakenintootherlips。ZaemonwentforwardtothefrontofthelitterwiththeSymbolofourLordtheSunglowinginhishand，andburstintoaflowofcursing。Itwashardformetohearhiswords。Theroarofthewaterswhichpouredupovertheland，andbeatinvastwavesagainsttheSacredMountainitself，grewnearerandmoreloud。Buttheoldmanhadhissay。
　　Phorenicegaveorderstoherguardsforhiskilling;yes，triedeventorisefromthelitteranddotheworkherself;butZaemonheldtheSymboltohisfront，anditspowerinthatsuprememomentmasteredalltheartsthatcouldbebroughtagainstit。ThemajestyofthemostHighGodswasvindicated，andthatsplendidEmpressknewitandlaybacksullenlyamongstthecushionsofherlitter，abeatenwoman。
　　Onlyonepersoninthatrigidknotofpeoplefoundpowertoleavetherest，andthatwasYlga。ShecameouttothesideoftheArk，andleanedup，andcriedmeafarewellthroughthegatheringroaroftheflood。
　　"IwouldImightsaveyouandtakeyouwithus，"Isaid。
　　"Asforthat，"shesaid，withagesture，"Iwouldnotcomeifyouaskedme。Iamnotawomanthatwilltakeanythinglessthanall。ButIshallmeetwhatcomespresentlywiththememorythatyouwillhavemealwayssomewhereinyourrecollection。Iknowsomewhatofmen，evenmenofyourstamp，Deucalion，andyouwillneverforgetthatyoucameveryneartolovingmeonce。"
　　Ithink，too，shesaidsomethingfurther，concerningNais，butthebellowingrushofthewatersdrownedallotherwords。Agreatmistmadefromthestreamsentupbytheswampedburningmountainsstoppedallaccurateview，thoughtheblazefromthefireslititlikegold。ButIhadalastsightofahordeofsoldieryrushinguptheslopesoftheMountain，withascumofsurgebillowingattheirheels，andlickingmanyofthembackinitsclutch。AndthenmyeyefellonoldZaemonwavingtomewiththeSymboltoshutdownthedoorintheroofoftheArk。
　　Iobeyedhislastcommand，andwentdownthestair，andclosedallingressbehindme。Therewereboltsplacedready，andIshottheseintotheirsockets，andtherewereNaisandIalone，andcutofffromalltherestofourworldthatremained。
　　Iwenttotheplacewhereshelay，andputmyarmstightlyaroundher。Without，weheardmenbeatingdesperatelyontheArkwiththeirweapons，andsomeevenclimbedbythebattenstothetopandwrenchedtotryandmovethedoorfromitsfastenings。Theendwascomingverynearlytothemnow，andthegreatcrowdofthemweremadwithterror。
　　IwouldhavegivenmuchtohaveknownhowPhorenicefaredinthatfinaltumult，andhowshefacedit。Icouldseeher，withherlovelyface，andherwondrouseyes，andherruddyhaircurlingaboutherneck，andbyalltheGods！Ithoughtmoreofheratthatlastmomentthanofthepoorlandshehadconquered，andmisgoverned，andbroughttothishorriddestruction。ThereisnodenyingthefascinationwhichPhorenicecarriedwithher。
　　Buttheenddidnotdallylongwithitscoming。TherewasalittlesurgethatliftedtheArkahand’sbreadthorsoinitscradle，andsetitbackagainwithajarandaquiver。Theblowsfromaxesandweaponsceasedonitslowerpart，butredoubledintofrenziedbatteringsonitsroundedroof。Thereweresomescreamsandcriesalsowhichcametousbutdullythroughthethicknessofitsponderoussheathing，thoughlikelyenoughtheyweresentforthatthefullpitchofhumanlungsoutside。Andwhenanothersurgecame，roaringandthundering，whichpickedupthegreatvesselasthoughithadbeenafeather，andspunitgiddily;andafterthatwetouchedearthorrocknomore。
　　Wetossedaboutonthecrestandtroughsofdeliriousseas，asportforthegreedyGodsoftheocean。Thelamphadfallen，andwecrouchedthereindarkness，dullyweighedwiththeburdenofknowledgethatwealoneweresavedoutofwhatwasyesterdayamightynation。
　　20。ONTHEBOSOMOFTHEDEEP
　　TheArkwasrudderless，oarless，andmachineless，andcouldtravelonlywheretheHighGodschose。Theinsidewasdark，andfullofanancientsmell，andcrowdedwithgroaningsandnoise。I
　　couldnotfindthefire—boxtorelightthefallenlamp，andsowehadtoendureblindlywhatwasdealtouttous。Thewavestossedusinmercilesssport，andIclungonbythesideofNais，holdinghertothebed。Wedidnotspeakmuch，buttherewasfullcompanionshipinourbereavementandoursilence。
　　WhenAtlantissanktoformnewoceanbed，sheleftgreatwhirlpoolsandspoutingsfromherdrownedfiresasafleetinglegacytotheGodsoftheSea。Andthen，Ithink（thoughintheblackbellyoftheArkwecouldnotseethesethings），avasthurricaneofwindmusthavecomeonnextsoastoleavenopieceofthedesolationincomplete。Forsevennightsandsevendaysdidthisdreadfulturmoilcontinue，ascountedforusafterwardsbythereckonerofhourswhichhungwithintheArk，andthenthehowlingofthewinddeparted，andonlytherollofalongstillswellremained。Itwasregularanditwasoily，asIcouldtellbythedifferenceofthemotion，andthenforthefirsttimeIdaredtogoupthestair，andopenthedoorwhichstoodintheroofoftheArk。
　　Thesweetaircamegushingdowntofreshenthefoulnesswithin，andastheArkrodedrylyovertheseas，IwentbelowandbroughtupNaistogainrefreshmentfromthecuringraysofourLordtheSun。DulythepairofusadoredHim，andgavethanksforHisgreatmercyincomingtolightanotherday，andthenwelaidourselvesdownwhereweweretodoze，andtakethateasyrestwhichwesourgentlyneeded。
　　Yet，thoughIwastiredbeyondwords，forlongenoughsleepwouldnotvisitme。WearilyIstaredoutovertheoilysunlitwaters。Nobluroflandmettheeye。Theringofoceanwasunbrokenoneveryside，andoverheadthevaultofheavenremainedunchanged。ThebosomofthedeepwaslitteredwiththepoorwreckageofAtlantis，toremindone，iftherehadbeenaneed，thatwhathadcomeaboutwasfact，andnotsomehorriddream。Trees，squaredtimber，asmashedandupturnedboatofhides，andhereandtheretheroundedcorpseofamanorbeastshoulderedovertheswells，andkeptconvoywithourArkasshedriftedoninchargeoftheGodsandthecurrent。
　　Butsleepcametomeatlast，andIdroppedoffintounconsciousness，holdingthehandofNaisinmine，andwhennextI
　　woke，Ifoundheropen—eyedalsoandwatchingmetenderly。Wewerefinelyrested，bothofus，andrestandstrengthbringonecomplacency。WeweremorereadynowtoacceptthestationwhichtheHighGodshadmadeforuswithoutrepining，andsowewentbelowagainintothebellyoftheArktoeatanddrinkandmaintainstrengthforthenewlifewhichlaybeforeus。
　　AwonderfulvesselwasthisArk，nowwewereabletoseeitatleisureandintimately。Althoughforthefirsttimenowinallitscenturiesoflifeitswamuponthewaters，itshowednoleakorsuncrack。Inside，evenitsfloorwasbonedry。Thatitwasbuiltfromsomewood，onecouldseebythegrainings，butnowherecouldonefindsutureorjoint。Thelivingtimbershadbeenputinplaceandthengrowntogetherbyanartwhichwehavelostto—day，butwhichtheAncientsknewwithmuchperfection;andafterwardssometreatment，whichisalsoasecretofthoseforgottenbuilders，hadmadethewoodashardasmetalandimpervioustoallattacksoftheweather。
　　Inthegloomycaveofitsbellywerestoredmanymatters。Atoneend，ingreattanksoneithersideofcentralalley，wasaprodigiousstoreofgrain。Sweetwaterwasinothertanksattheotherend。Inanotherplaceweredrugsandsamples，andessencesofthelifeofbeasts;allthesethingsbeingforusewhilsttheArkroamedundertheguidanceoftheGodsonthebosomofthedeep。
　　OnallthewallsoftheArk，andonallthepartitionsofthetanksandtheotherwoodwork，therewerecarvedintherudeartofbygonetimerepresentationsofallthebeastswhichlivedinAtlantis;andontheseIlookedwithahunter’sinterest，assomeofthemwerestrangetome，andhaddiedoutwiththemenwhohadperpetuatedtheminthesesculptures。Therewasagoodstoreofweaponstooandthetoolsforhandicrafts。
　　Now，formanyweeks，ourlifeenduredinthisArkastheGodsdroveitabouthereandthereacrossthefaceofthewaters。Wehadnogovernmentoverdirection;wecouldnotbysomuchasahair’sbreadthadayincreaseherspeed。TheHighGodsthathadchosenthetwoofustobetheonlyonessavedoutofallAtlantis，hadsolecontrolofourfate，andintoTheirhandswecheerfullyresignedourfuturedirection。
　　Ofthatlandwhichwereachedinduetime，andwherewemadeourabidingplace，andwhereourchildrenwereborn，Ishalltellofinitsplace;butsincethischroniclehasproceededsofarinanexactorderoftheeventsastheycametopass，itisnecessaryfirsttonarratehowwecamebythesheetsonwhichitiswritten。
　　Inagreatcoffer，inthecentreoftheArk’sfloor，thewholeoftheMysterieslearnedduringthestudyofagesweresetdowninaccuratewriting。Ireadthroughsomeofthemduringthedayswhichpassed，andtheawfulnessofthePowersoverwhichtheygavecontrolappalledme。IhadseensomeofthesePowerssetlooseinAtlantis，andwasawitnessofherdestruction。ButherewerePowersfarhigherthanthose;herewasthegreatSecretofLifeandDeathwhichPhorenicealsohadfound，andforwhichshehadbeendestroyed;andtherewereotherthingsalsoofwhichIcannotevenbringmystylotoscribe。
　　ThethoughtofbeingcustodianofthesewritingswasmorethanIcouldendure，andthemorethematterrestedinmymind，themoreintolerablebecametheburden。AndatlastItookhotirons，andwiththemsearedthewaxonthesheetstilleveryletteroftheoldwritingswasobliterated。IfIdidwrong，theHighGodsinTheirinfinitejusticewillgivemepunishment;ifitiswellthatthesegreatsecretsshouldendureonearth，Theyintheirinfinitepowerwilldictatethemafreshtosomefittingscribes;butIdestroyedthemthereastheArkswayedwithusoverthewaves;andlater，whenwecametoland，IrewroteuponthesheetsthematterswhichledtogreatAtlantisbeingdraggedtoherdeath—throes。
　　Nais，thatIlovesotenderly——
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