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floor； and once my foot slipped in it； and I stumbled and almost fell。
Two of the Paspaheghs were silent for evermore。 Diccon had the knife of the first to fall； and it ran red。 The Italian； quick and sinuous as a serpent； kept beside my lord and me； striving to bring his dagger to his master's aid。 We two panted hard； before our eyes blood； within our ears the sea。 The noise of the other combatants suddenly fell。 The hush could only mean that Diccon was dead or taken。 I could not look behind to see。 With an access of fury I drove my antagonist toward a corner of the hut； … the corner； so it chanced； in which the panther had taken up its quarters。 With his heel he struck the beast out of his way； then made a last desperate effort to throw me。 I let him think he was about to succeed； gathered my forces and brought him crashing to the ground。 The sword was in my hand and shortened； the point was at his throat； when my arm was jerked backwards。 A moment； and half a dozen hands had dragged me from the man beneath me； and a supple savage had passed a thong of deerskin around my arms and pinioned them to my sides。 The game was up； there remained only to pay the forfeit without a grimace。
Diccon was not dead； pinioned； like myself； and breathing hard； he leaned sullenly against the wall； they that he had slain at his feet。 My lord rose； and stood over against me。 His rich doublet was torn and dragged away at the neck； and my blood stained his hand and arm。 A smile was upon the face that had made him master of a kingdom's master。
〃The game was long；〃 he said； 〃but I have won at last。 A long good…night to you； Captain Percy； and a dreamless sleep！〃
There was a swift backward movement of the Indians； and a loud 〃The panther； sir！ Have a care！〃 from Diccon。 I turned。 The panther； maddened by the noise and light； the shifting figures； the blocked doors； the sight and smell of blood； the blow that had been dealt it； was crouching for a spring。 The red…brown hair was bristling； the eyes were terrible。 I was before it； but those glaring eyes had marked me not。 It passed me like a bar from a catapult； and the man whose heel it had felt was full in its path。 One of its forefeet sank in the velvet of the doublet； the claws of the other entered the flesh below the temple； and tore downwards and across。 With a cry as awful as the panther's scream the Italian threw himself upon the beast and buried his poniard in its neck。 The panther and the man it had attacked went down together。
When the Indians had unlocked that dread embrace and had thrust aside the dead brute； there emerged from the dimness of the inner room Master Edward Sharpless； gray with fear； trembling in every limb； to take the reins that had fallen from my lord's hands。 The King's minion lay in his blood； a ghastly spectacle； unconscious now； but with life before him； … life through which to pass a nightmare vision。 The face out of which had looked that sullen； proud； and wicked spirit had been one of great beauty； it had brought him exceeding wealth and power beyond measure； the King had loved to look upon it； and it had come to this。 He lived； and I was to die： better my death than his life。 In every heart there are dark depths； whence at times ugly things creep into the daylight； but at least I could drive back that unmanly triumph； and bid it never come again。 I would have killed him； but I would not have had him thus。
The Italian was upon his knees beside his master： even such a creature could love。 From his skeleton throat came a low； prolonged； croaking sound； and his bony hands strove to wipe away the blood。 The Paspaheghs drew around us closer and closer； and the werowance clutched me by the shoulder。 I shook him off。 〃Give the word； Sharpless；〃 I said； 〃or nod； if thou art too frightened to speak。 Murder is too stern a stuff for such a base kitchen knave as thou to deal in。〃
White and shaking； he would not meet my eyes； but beckoned the werowance to him； and began to whisper vehemently； pointing now to the man upon the floor； now to the town； now to the forest。 The Indian listened； nodded； and glided back to his fellows。
〃The white men upon the Powhatan are many；〃 he said in his own tongue； 〃but they build not their wigwams upon the banks of the Pamunkey。 1 The singing birds of the Pamunkey tell no tales。 The pine splinters will burn as brightly there； and the white men will smell them not。 We will build a fire at Uttamussac； between the red hills； before the temple and the graves of the kings。〃 There was a murmur of assent from his braves。
Uttamussac！ They would probably make a two days' journey of it。 We had that long； then； to live。
Captors and captives； we presently left the hut。 On the threshold I looked back； past the poltroon whom I had flung into the river one midsummer day； to that prone and bleeding figure。 As I looked； it groaned and moved。 The Indians behind me forced me on； a moment； and we were out beneath the stars。 They shone so very brightly； there was one … large； steadfast； golden … just over the dark town behind us； over the Governor's house。 Did she sleep or did she wake？ Sleeping or waking； I prayed God to keep her safe and give her comfort。 The stars now shone through naked branches； black tree trunks hemmed us round； and under our feet was the dreary rustling of dead leaves。 The leafless trees gave way to pines and cedars； and the closely woven； scented roof hid the heavens； and made a darkness of the world beneath。
1。 The modern York。
CHAPTER XXX IN WHICH WE START UPON A JOURNEY
WHEN the dawn broke； it found us traveling through a narrow valley； beside a stream of some width。 Upon its banks grew trees of extraordinary height and girth； cypress and oak and walnut； they towered into the air； their topmost branches stark and black against the roseate heavens。 Below that iron tracery glowed the firebrands of the maples； and here and there a willow leaned a pale green cloud above the stream。 Mist closed the distances； we could hear； but not see； the deer where they stood to drink in the shallow places； or couched in the gray and dreamlike recesses of the forest。
Spectral； unreal； and hollow seems the world at dawn。 Then； if ever； the heart sickens and the will flags； and life becomes a pageant that hath ceased to entertain。 As I moved through the mist and the silence； and felt the tug of the thong that bound me to the wrist of the savage who stalked before me； I cared not how soon they made an end； seeing how stale and unprofitable were all things under the sun。
Diccon； walking behind me； stumbled over a root and fell upon his knees； dragging down with him the Indian to whom he was tied。 In a sudden access of fury； aggravated by the jeers with which his fellows greeted his mishap； the savage turned upon his prisoner and would have stuck a knife into him； bound and helpless as he was； had not the werowance interfered。 The momentary altercation over； and the knife restored to its owner's belt； the Indians relapsed into their usual menacing silence； and the sullen march was resumed。 Presently the stream made a sharp bend across our path； and we forded it as best we might。 It ran dark and swift； and the w