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ack dead； and the ivory box； which lay on his lap； tilted forward on the ground。
I had no weapon of any kind； and I did not want the fourth bullet for myself。 Henriques was too pretty a shot to trifle with。 I waited quietly on the edge of the shade till the Portugoose came out of the thicket。 I saw him running forward with a rifle in his hand。 A whinny from a horse told me that somewhere near his beast was tied up。 It was all but dark； but it seemed to me that I could see the lust of greed in his eyes as he rushed to the litter。
Very softly I stole behind him。 He tore off the lid of the box； and pulled out the great necklace。 For a second it hung in his hands； but only for a second。 So absorbed was he that he did not notice me standing full before him。 Nay； he lifted his head； and gave me the finest chance of my life。 I was something of a boxer； and all my accumulated fury went into the blow。 It caught him on the point of the chin； and his neck cricked like the bolt of a rifle。 He fell limply on the ground and the jewels dropped from his hand。
I picked them up and stuffed them into my breeches pocket。
Then I pulled the pistol out of his belt。 It was six… chambered； and I knew that only three had been emptied。 I remembered feeling extraordinarily cool and composed； and yet my wits must have been wandering or I would have never taken the course I did。
The right thing to do … on Arcoll's instructions … was to make for the river and swim across to my friends。 But Laputa was coming back； and I dreaded meeting him。 Laputa seemed to my heated fancy omnipresent。 I thought of him as covering the whole bank of the river； whereas I might easily have crossed a little farther down； and made my way up the other bank to my friends。 It was plain that Laputa intended to evade the patrol； not to capture it； and there； consequently； I should be safe。 The next best thing was to find Arcoll's Kaffir； who was not twenty yards away； get some sort of horse； and break for the bush。 Long before morning we should have been over the Berg and in safety。 Nay； if I wanted a mount； there was Henriques' whinnying a few paces off。
Instead I did the craziest thing of all。 With the jewels in one pocket； and the Portugoose's pistol in the other； I started running back the road we had come。
CHAPTER XIV I CARRY THE COLLAR OF PRESTER JOHN
I ran till my breath grew short； for some kind of swift motion I had to have or choke。 The events of the last few minutes had inflamed my brain。 For the first time in my life I had seen men die by violence … nay； by brutal murder。 I had put my soul into the blow which laid out Henriques； and I was still hot with the pride of it。 Also I had in my pocket the fetich of the whole black world； I had taken their Ark of the Covenant； and soon Laputa would be on my trail。 Fear； pride； and a blind exultation all throbbed in my veins。 I must have run three miles before I came to my sober senses。
I put my ear to the ground； but heard no sound of pursuit。 Laputa； I argued； would have enough to do for a little； shepherding his flock over the water。 He might surround and capture the patrol； or he might evade it； the vow prevented him from fighting it。 On the whole I was clear that he would ignore it and push on for the rendezvous。 All this would take time； and the business of the priest would have to wait。 When Henriques came to he would no doubt have a story to tell； and the scouts would be on my trail。 I wished I had shot the Portugoose while I was at the business。 It would have been no murder； but a righteous execution。
Meanwhile I must get off the road。 The sand had been disturbed by an army； so there was little fear of my steps being traced。 Still it was only wise to leave the track which I would be assumed to have taken； for Laputa would guess I had fled back the way to Blaauwildebeestefontein。 I turned into the bush； which here was thin and sparse like whins on a common。
The Berg must be my goal。 Once on the plateau I would be inside the white man's lines。 Down here in the plains I was in the country of my enemies。 Arcoll meant to fight on the uplands when it came to fighting。 The black man might rage as he pleased in his own flats； but we stood to defend the gates of the hills。 Therefore over the Berg I must be before morning； or there would be a dead man with no tales to tell。
I think that even at the start of that night's work I realized the exceeding precariousness of my chances。 Some twenty miles of bush and swamp separated me from the foot of the mountains。 After that there was the climbing of them； for at the point opposite where I now stood the Berg does not descend sharply on the plain； but is broken into foot…hills around the glens of the Klein Letaba and the Letsitela。 From the spot where these rivers emerge on the flats to the crown of the plateau is ten miles at the shortest。 I had a start of an hour or so； but before dawn I had to traverse thirty miles of unknown and difficult country。 Behind me would follow the best trackers in Africa； who knew every foot of the wilderness。 It was a wild hazard； but it was my only hope。 At this time I was feeling pretty courageous。 For one thing I had Henriques' pistol close to my leg； and for another I still thrilled with the satisfaction of having smitten his face。
I took the rubies； and stowed them below my shirt and next my skin。 I remember taking stock of my equipment and laughing at the humour of it。 One of the heels was almost twisted off my boots； and my shirt and breeches were old at the best and ragged from hard usage。 The whole outfit would have been dear at five shillings； or seven…and…six with the belt thrown in。 Then there was the Portugoose's pistol； costing； say； a guinea； and last； the Prester's collar； worth several millions。
What was more important than my clothing was my bodily strength。 I was still very sore from the bonds and the jog of that accursed horse； but exercise was rapidly suppling my joints。 About five hours ago I had eaten a filling； though not very sustaining； meal； and I thought I could go on very well till morning。 But I was still badly in arrears with my sleep； and there was no chance of my snatching a minute till I was over the Berg。 It was going to be a race against time； and I swore that I would drive my body to the last ounce of strength。
Moonrise was still an hour or two away； and the sky was bright with myriad stars。 I knew now what starlight meant； for there was ample light to pick my way by。 I steered by the Southern Cross； for I was aware that the Berg ran north and south； and with that constellation on my left hand I was bound to reach it sooner or later。 The bush closed around me with its mysterious dull green shades； and trees； which in the daytime were thin scrub； now loomed like tall timber。 It was very eerie moving； a tiny fragment of mortality； in that great wide silent wilderness； with the starry vault； like an impassive celestial audience； watching with many eyes。 They cheered me； those stars。 In my hurry and fear and passion they spoke of the old calm dignities of man。 I felt less alone when I turned my face to the lights whic