HereeverythingseemedeasyenoughThesandhillsrandowntotheriveredge,itistrue,buttherewereplentyofshoalsandshallowsacrosswhichIcouldgallopPornic,andfindmywaybacktoterrafirmabyturningsharplytotherightorleftAsIledPornicoverthesandsIwasstartledbythefaintpopofarifleacrosstheriver;andatthesamemomentabulletdroppedwithasharp“whit“
closetoPornic’shead。
Therewasnomistakingthenatureofthemissile-aregulationMartini-Henry“picket。”Aboutfivehundredyardsawayacountry-boatwasanchoredinmidstream;andajetofsmokedriftingawayfromitsbowsinthestillmorningairshowedmewhencethedelicateattentionhadcomeWaseverarespectablegentlemaninsuchanimpasse?ThetreacheroussandslopeallowednoescapefromaspotwhichIhadvisitedmostinvoluntarily,andapromenadeontheriverfrontagewasthesignalforabombardmentfromsomeinsanenativeinaboatI’mafraidthatIlostmytemperverymuchindeed。
AnotherbulletremindedmethatIhadbettersavemybreathtocoolmyporridge;andIretreatedhastilyupthesandsandbacktothehorseshoe,whereIsawthatthenoiseoftheriflehaddrawnsixty-fivehumanbeingsfromthebadger-holeswhichIhaduptillthatpointsupposedtobeuntenantedIfoundmyselfinthemidstofacrowdofspectators-aboutfortymen,twentywomen,andonechildwhocouldnothavebeenmorethanfiveyearsoldTheywereallscantilyclothedinthatsalmon-coloredclothwhichoneassociateswithHindumendicants,and,atfirstsight,gavemetheimpressionofabandofloathsomefakirsThefilthandrepulsivenessoftheassemblywerebeyondalldescription,andI
shudderedtothinkwhattheirlifeinthebadger-holesmustbe。
Eveninthesedays,whenlocalselfgovernmenthasdestroyedthegreaterpartofanative’srespectforaSahib,Ihavebeenaccustomedtoacertainamountofcivilityfrommyinferiors,andonapproachingthecrowdnaturallyexpectedthattherewouldbesomerecognitionofmypresenceAsamatteroffacttherewas;
butitwasbynomeanswhatIhadlookedfor。
Theraggedcrewactuallylaughedatme-suchlaughterIhopeImayneverhearagainTheycackled,yelled,whistled,andhowledasIwalkedintotheirmidst;someofthemliterallythrowingthemselvesdownonthegroundinconvulsionsofunholymirthInamomentIhadletgoPornic’shead,andirritatedbeyondexpressionatthemorning’sadventure,commencedcuffingthosenearesttomewithalltheforceIcouldThewretchesdroppedundermyblowslikenine-pins,andthelaughtergaveplacetowailsformercy;whilethoseyetuntouchedclaspedmeroundtheknees,imploringmeinallsortsofuncouthtonguestosparethem。
Inthetumult,andjustwhenIwasfeelingverymuchashamedofmyselfforhavingthuseasilygivenwaytomytemper,athin,highvoicemurmuredinEnglishfrombehindmyshoulder:-“Sahib!
Sahib!Doyounotknowme?Sahib,itisGungaDass,thetelegraph-master。”
Ispunroundquicklyandfacedthespeaker。
GungaDass,Ihave,ofcourse,nohesitationinmentioningtheman’srealnameIhadknownfouryearsbeforeasaDeccaneeBrahminloanedbythePun-jabGovernmenttooneoftheKhalsiaStatesHewasinchargeofabranchtelegraph-officethere,andwhenIhadlastmethimwasajovial,full-stomached,portlyGovernmentservantwithamarvelouscapacityformakinghadpunsinEnglish-apeculiaritywhichmademerememberhimlongafterIhadforgottenhisservicestomeinhisofficialcapacity。
ItisseldomthataHindumakesEnglishpuns。
Now,however,themanwaschangedbeyondallrecognition。
Caste-mark,stomach,slate-coloredcontinuations,andunctuousspeechwereallgoneIlookedatawitheredskeleton,turban-lessandalmostnaked,withlongmattedhairanddeep-setcodfish-eyes。
Butforacrescent-shapedscarontheleftcheek-theresultofanaccidentforwhichIwasresponsibleIshouldneverhaveknownhimButitwasindubitablyGungaDass,and-forthisIwasthank-full-anEnglish-speakingnativewhomightatleasttellmethemeaningofallthatIhadgonethroughthatday。
ThecrowdretreatedtosomedistanceasIturnedtowardthemiserablefigure,andorderedhimtoshowmesomemethodofescapingfromthecrate?Heheldafreshlypluckedcrowinhishand,andinreplytomyquestionclimbedslowlyonaplatformofsandwhichraninfrontoftheholes,andcommencedlightingafirethereinsilenceDriedbents,sand-poppies,anddriftwoodburnquickly;andIderivedmuchconsolationfromthefactthathelitthemwithanordinarysulphur-matchWhentheywereinabrightglow,andthecrowwasnearlyspittedinfrontthereof,GungaDassbeganwithoutawordofpreamble:
“Thereareonlytwokindsofmen,SarThealiveandthedead。
Whenyouaredeadyouaredead,butwhenyouarealiveyoulive。”
Herethecrowdemandedhisattentionforaninstantasittwirledbeforethefireindangerofbeingburnedtoacinder。“Ifyoudieathomeanddonotdiewhenyoucometotheghattobeburnedyoucomehere。”
Thenatureofthereekingvillagewasmadeplainnow,andallthatIhadknownorreadofthegrotesqueandthehorriblepaledbeforethefactjustcommunicatedbytheex-BrabminSixteenyearsago,whenIfirstlandedinBombay,IhadbeentoldbyawanderingArmenianoftheexistence,somewhereinIndia,ofaplacetowhichsuchHindusashadthemisfortunetorecoverfromtranceorcatalepsywereconveyedandkept,andIrecollectlaughingheartilyatwhatIwasthenpleasedtoconsideratraveler’stale。
Sittingatthebottomofthesand-trap,thememoryofWatson’sHotel,withitsswingingpunkahs,white-robedattendants,andthesallow-facedArmenian,roseupinmymindasvividlyasaphotograph,andIburstintoaloudfitoflaughterThecontrastwastooabsurd!
GungaDass,ashebentovertheuncleanbird,watchedmecuriouslyHindusseldomlaugh,andhissurroundingswerenotsuchastomoveGungaDasstoanyundueexcessofhilarityHeremovedthecrowsolemnlyfromthewoodenspitandassolemnlydevoureditThenhecontinuedhisstory,whichIgiveinhisownwords:
“InepidemicsofthecholerayouarecarriedtobeburnedalmostbeforeyouaredeadWhenyoucometotheriversidethecoldair,perhaps,makesyoualive,andthen,ifyouareonlylittlealive,mudisputonyournoseandmouthandyoudieconclusivelyIfyouarerathermorealive,moremudisput;butifyouaretoolivelytheyletyougoandtakeyouawayIwastoolively,andmadeprotestationwithangeragainsttheindignitiesthattheyendeavoredtopressuponmeInthosedaysIwasBrahminandproudman。
NowIamdeadmanandeat“-hereheeyedthewell-gnawedbreastbonewiththefirstsignofemotionthatIhadseeninhimsincewemet-“crows,andotherthingsTheytookmefrommysheetswhentheysawthatIwastoolivelyandgavememedicinesforoneweek,andIsurvivedsuccessfullyThentheysentmebyrailfrommyplacetoOkaraStation,withamantotakecareofme;andatOkaraStationwemettwoothermen,andtheyconductedwethreeoncamels,inthenight,fromOkaraStationtothisplace,andtheypropelledmefromthetoptothebottom,andtheothertwosucceeded,andIhavebeenhereeversincetwoandahalfyears。
OnceIwasBrahminandproudman,andnowIeatcrows。”
“Thereisnowayofgettingout?”
“NoneofwhatkindatallWhenIfirstcameImadeexperimentsfrequentlyandalltheothersalso,butwehavealwayssuccumbedtothesandwhichisprecipitateduponourheads。”
“Butsurely。”Ibrokeinatthispoint,“theriver-frontisopen,anditisworthwhiledodgingthebullets;whileatnight“-IhadalreadymaturedaroughplanofescapewhichanaturalinstinctofselfishnessforbademesharingwithGungaDassHe,however,divinedmyunspokenthoughtalmostassoonasitwasformed;
and,tomyintenseastonishment,gaveventtoalonglowchuckleofderision-thelaughter,beitUnderstood,ofasuperiororatleastofanequal。
’~Youwillnot“-hehaddroppedtheSircompletelyafterhisopeningsentence-“makeanyescapethatwayButyoucantryI
havetriedOnceonly。”
ThesensationofnamelessterrorandabjectfearwhichIhadinvainattemptedtostriveagainstovermasteredmecompletelyMylongfast-itwasnowcloseuponteno’clock,andIhadeatennothingsincetiffinonthepreviousday-combinedwiththeviolentandunnaturalagitationoftheridehadexhaustedme,andIverilybelievethat,forafewminutes,IactedasonemadIhurledmyselfagainstthepitilesssand-slopeIranroundthebaseofthecrater,blasphemingandprayingbyturnsIcrawledoutamongthesedgesoftheriver-front,onlytobedrivenbackeachtimeinanagonyofnervousdreadbytherifle-bulletswhichcutupthesandroundme-forIdarednotfacethedeathofamaddogamongthathideouscrowd-andfinallyfell,spentandraving,atthecurbofthewellNoonebadtakentheslightestnotionofanexhibitionwhichmakesmeblushhotlyevenwhenIthinkofitnow。
Twoorthreementrodonmypantingbodyastheydrewwater,buttheywereevidentlyusedtothissortofthing,andhadnotimetowasteuponmeThesituationwashumiliatingGungaDass,indeed,whenhehadbankedtheembersofhisfirewithsand,wasatsomepainstothrowhalfacupfuloffetidwaterovermyhead,anattentionforwhichIcouldhavefallenonmykneesandthankedhim,buthewaslaughingallthewhileinthesamemirthless,wheezykeythatgreetedmeonmyfirstattempttoforcetheshoalsAndso,inasemi-comatosecondition,Ilaytillnoon。
Then,beingonlyamanafterall,Ifelthungry,andintimatedasmuchtoGungaDass,whomIhadbeguntoregardasmynaturalprotectorFollowingtheimpulseoftheouterworldwhendealingwithnatives,IputmyhandintomypocketanddrewoutfourannasTheabsurdityofthegiftstruckmeatonce,andIwasabouttoreplacethemoney。
GungaDass,however,wasofadifferentopinion“Givemethemoney。”saidhe;’~allyouhave,orIwillgethelp,andwewillkillyou!”Allthisasifitwerethemostnaturalthingintheworld!
ABriton’sfirstimpulse,Ibelieve,istoguardthecontentsofhispockets;butamoment’sreflectionconvincedmeofthefutilityofdifferingwiththeonemanwhohaditinhispowertomakemecomfortable;andwithwhosehelpitwaspossiblethatImighteventuallyescapefromthecraterIgavehimallthemoneyinmypossession,Rs9-8-5-ninerupeeseightannasandfivepie-forI
alwayskeepsmallchangeasbakshishwhenIamincampGungaDassclutchedthecoins,andhidthematonceinhisraggedloincloth,hisexpressionchangingtosomethingdiabolicalashelookedroundtoassurehimselfthatnoonehadobservedus。
“NowIwillgiveyousomethingtoeat。”saidhe。
WhatpleasurethepossessionofmymoneycouldhaveaffordedhimIamunabletosay;butinasmuchasitdidgivehimevidentdelightIwasnotsorrythatIhadpartedwithitsoreadily,forIhadnodoubtthathewouldhavehadmekilledifIhadrefusedOnedoesnotprotestagainstthevagariesofadenofwildbeasts;andmycompanionswerelowerthananybeastsWhileIdevouredwhatGungaDasshadprovided,acoarsechapattiandacupfulofthefoulwell-water,thepeopleshowednotthefaintestsignofcuriosity-thatcuriositywhichissorampant,asarule,inanIndianvillage。
IcouldevenfancythattheydespisedmeAtalleventstheytreatedmewiththemostchillingindifference,andGungaDasswasnearlyasbadIpliedhimwithquestionsabouttheterriblevillage,andreceivedextremelyunsatisfactoryanswersSofarasIcouldgather,ithadbeeninexistencefromtimeimmemorial-whenceI
concludedthatitwasatleastacenturyold-andduringthattimenoonehadeverbeenknowntiescapefromit[Ihadtocontrolmyselfherewithbothhands,lesttheblindterrorshouldlayholdofmeasecondtimeanddrivemeravingroundthecrater。]GungaDasstookamaliciouspleasureinemphasizingthispointandinwatchingmewinceNothingthatIcoulddowouldinducehimtotellmewhothemysterious“They“were。
“Itissoordered。”hewouldreply,“andIdonotyetknowanyonewhohasdisobeyedtheorders。”
“OnlywaittillmyservantsfindthatIammissing。”Iretorted,“andIpromiseyouthatthisplaceshallbeclearedoffthefaceoftheearth,andI’llgiveyoualessonincivility,too,myfriend。”
“Yourservantswouldbetorninpiecesbeforetheycamenearthisplace;and,besides,youaredead,mydearfriendItisnotyourfault,ofcourse,butnonethelessyouaredeadandburied。”