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son why we should not flee from him too; and so I think the sooner we are out of this place; and at work again; the better for all our souls。〃

To which Amyas most devoutly said; 〃Amen!〃  If Ayacanora were the daughter of ten thousand Incas; he must get out of her way as soon as possible。

The next day he announced his intention to march once more; and to his delight found the men ready enough to move towards the Spanish settlements。  One thing they needed: gunpowder for their muskets。 But that they must make as they went along; that is; if they could get the materials。  Charcoal they could procure; enough to set the world on fire; but nitre they had not yet seen; perhaps they should find it among the hills: while as for sulphur; any brave man could get that where there were volcanoes。  Who had not heard how one of Cortez' Spaniards; in like need; was lowered in a basket down the smoking crater of Popocatepetl; till he had gathered sulphur enough to conquer an empire?  And what a Spaniard could do an Englishman could do; or they would know the reason why。  And if they found nonewhy clothyard arrows had done Englishmen's work many a time already; and they could do it again; not to mention those same blow…guns and their arrows of curare poison; which; though they might be useless against Spaniards' armor; were far more valuable than muskets for procuring food; from the simple fact of their silence。

One thing remained; to invite their Indian friends to join them。 And that was done in due form the next day。

Ayacanora was consulted; of course; and by the Piache; too; who was glad enough to be rid of the rival preacher; and his unpleasantly good news that men need not worship the devil; because there was a good God above them。  The maiden sang most melodious assent; the whole tribe echoed it; and all went smoothly enough till the old cacique observed that before starting a compact should be made between the allies as to their share of the booty。

Nothing could be more reasonable; and Amyas asked him to name his terms。

〃You take the gold; and we will take the prisoners。〃

〃And what will you do with them?〃 asked Amyas; who recollected poor John Oxenham's hapless compact made in like case。

〃Eat them;〃 quoth the cacique; innocently enough。

Amyas whistled。

〃Humph!〃 said Cary。  〃The old proverb comes true'the more the merrier: but the fewer the better fare。'  I think we will do without our red friends for this time。〃

Ayacanora; who had been preaching war like a very Boadicea; was much vexed。

〃Do you too want to dine off roast Spaniards?〃 asked Amyas。

She shook her head; and denied the imputation with much disgust。

Amyas was relieved; he had shrunk from joining the thought of so fair a creature; however degraded; with the horrors of cannibalism。

But the cacique was a man of business; and held out stanchly。

〃Is it fair?〃 he asked。  〃The white man loves gold; and he gets it。 The poor Indian; what use is gold to him?  He only wants something to eat; and he must eat his enemies。  What else will pay him for going so far through the forests hungry and thirsty?  You will get all; and the Omaguas will get nothing。〃

The argument was unanswerable; and the next day they started without the Indians; while John Brimblecombe heaved many an honest sigh at leaving them to darkness; the devil; and the holy trumpet。

And Ayacanora?

When their departure was determined; she shut herself up in her hut; and appeared no more。  Great was the weeping; howling; and leave…taking on the part of the simple Indians; and loud the entreaties to come again; bring them a message from Amalivaca's daughter beyond the seas; and help them to recover their lost land of Papamene; but Ayacanora took no part in them; and Amyas left her; wondering at her absence; but joyful and light…hearted at having escaped the rocks of the Sirens; and being at work once more。



CHAPTER XXV

HOW THEY TOOK THE GOLD…TRAIN


〃God will relent; and quit thee all thy debt; Who ever more approves; and more accepts Him who imploring mercy sues for life; Than who self…rigorous chooses death as due; Which argues over…just; and self…displeased For self…offence; more than for God offended。〃

                            Samson Agonistes。


A fortnight or more has passed in severe toil; but not more severe than they have endured many a time before。  Bidding farewell once and forever to the green ocean of the eastern plains; they have crossed the Cordillera; they have taken a longing glance at the city of Santa Fe; lying in the midst of rich gardens on its lofty mountain plateau; and have seen; as was to be expected; that it was far too large a place for any attempt of theirs。  But they have not altogether thrown away their time。  Their Indian lad has discovered that a gold…train is going down from Santa Fe toward the Magdalena; and they are waiting for it beside the miserable rut which serves for a road; encamped in a forest of oaks which would make them almost fancy themselves back again in Europe; were it not for the tree…ferns which form the undergrowth; and were it not; too; for the deep gorges opening at their very feet; in which; while their brows are swept by the cool breezes of a temperate zone; they can see far below; dim through their everlasting vapor…bath of rank hot steam; the mighty forms and gorgeous colors of the tropic forest。

They have pitched their camp among the tree…ferns; above a spot where the path winds along a steep hill…side; with a sheer cliff below of many a hundred feet。  There was a road there once; perhaps; when Cundinamarca was a civilized and cultivated kingdom; but all which Spanish misrule has left of it are a few steps slipping from their places at the bottom of a narrow ditch of mud。 It has gone the way of the aqueducts; and bridges; and post…houses; the gardens and the llama…flocks of that strange empire。  In the mad search for gold; every art of civilization has fallen to decay; save architecture alone; and that survives only in the splendid cathedrals which have risen upon the ruins of the temples of the Sun; in honor of a milder Pantheon; if; indeed; that can be called a milder one which demands (as we have seen already) human sacrifices; unknown to the gentle nature…worship of the Incas。

And now; the rapid tropic vegetation has reclaimed its old domains; and Amyas and his crew are as utterly alone; within a few miles of an important Spanish settlement; as they would be in the solitudes of the Orinoco or the Amazon。

In the meanwhile; all their attempts to find sulphur and nitre have been unavailing; and they have been forced to depend after all (much to Yeo's disgust) upon their swords and arrows。  Be it so: Drake took Nombre de Dios and the gold…train there with no better weapons; and they may do as much。

So; having blocked up the road above by felling a large tree across it; they sit there among the flowers chewing coca; in default of food and drink; and meditating among themselves the cause of a mysterious roar; which has been heard nightly in their wake ever since they left the banks of the Meta。  Jaguar it is not; nor monkey: it is unlike any sound they know; and why should it follow them?  
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