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head; you who do not remember? Well; neither do I remember。 Yet it is

true that all circles meet somewhere; and it is true that the

Portuguese maiden said she would come again; and lastly it is true

that she was such an one as you are; for she haunts this place; and I;

who have seen her sitting yonder in the moonlight; know her beauty

well。 Yet mayhap she comes no more in flesh; but still her spirit

comes; for; Lady; out of those eyes of yours I see it gaze at me。

Come;〃 he added abruptly; 〃let us descend the wall; for as you cannot

remember; there is more to show you。 Have no fearthe steps are

easy。〃



So they went down without much difficulty; since; from the

accumulation of rubbish and other causes; the wall was a great deal

lower on this side; and found themselves in the usual dense growth of

vegetation and brushwood through which ran a little path。 It led them

past the ruins of buildings whereof the use and purpose were long

since forgotten; for their roofs had fallen in hundreds or thousands

of years ago; to the entrance of a cave which was placed almost at the

foot of the monolithic cone; but thirty or forty yards further from

the circle of the wall。 Here the Molimo bade them stay while he lit

the lamps within。 Five minutes passed and he returned; saying that all

was ready。



〃Be not afraid of what you may see;〃 he added; 〃for know; white

people; that save my forefathers and myself; none have entered this

place since the Portuguese perished here; nor have we; who do but come

hither to pray and receive the word of the Munwali; ever ventured to

disturb it。 As it was; so it is。 Come; Lady; come; she whose spirit

goes with you was the last of your white race to pass this door。 It is

therefore fitting that your feet and her spirit should be the first to

enter it again。〃



Benita hung back a little; for the adventure was eerie; then;

determined that she would show no fear in the presence of this old

priest; took the thin hand he stretched out to her; and walked forward

with head erect。 The two men began to follow her; but the Molimo

stopped them; saying:



〃Not so。 The maiden enters first alone with me; it is her house; and

should it please her to ask you to dwell therein; so be it。 But first

she must visit her house alone。〃



〃Nonsense;〃 said Mr。 Clifford angrily。 〃I will not have it。 It will

frighten her。〃



〃Lady; do you trust me?〃 asked the Molimo。



〃Yes;〃 she answered; adding; 〃Father; I think you had better let me go

alone。 I am not afraid now; and it may be wisest not to thwart him。

This is a very strange businessnot like anything elseand really I

think that I had better go alone。 If I do not come back presently; you

can follow。〃



〃Those who break in upon the sleep of the dead should walk gently;

gently;〃 piped the old Molimo in a sing…song voice。 〃The maiden's

breath is pure; the maiden's foot is light; her breath will not offend

the dead; her step will not disturb the dead。 White men; white men;

anger not the dead; for the dead are mighty; and will be revenged upon

you when you are dead; soon; very soon; when you are deaddead in

your sorrows; dead in your sins; dead; gathered to that company of the

dead who await us here。〃



And; still chanting his mystic song; he led Benita by the hand out of

the light; onward into darkness; away from life; onward into the place

of death。







XI



THE SLEEPERS IN THE CAVE



Like every other passage in this old fortress; the approach to the

cave was narrow and winding; presumably the ancients had arranged them

thus to facilitate their defence。 After the third bend; however;

Benita saw a light ahead which flowed from a native lamp lit in the

arched entrance。 At the side of this arch was a shell…shaped hollow;

cut in the rock about three feet above the floor。 Its appearance

seemed familiar to her; why; she was soon to learn; although at the

moment she did not connect it with anything in particular。 The cave

beyond was large; lofty; and not altogether natural; for its walls had

evidently been shaped; or at any rate trimmed; by man。 Probably here

the old Priests had established their oracle; or place of offering。



At first Benita could not see much; since in that great cavern two

lamps of hippopotamus oil gave but little light。 Presently; however;

her eyes became accustomed to the gloom; and as they advanced up its

length she perceived that save for a skin rug upon which she guessed

the Molimo sat at his solitary devotions; and some gourds and platters

for water and food; all the front part of the place appeared to be

empty。 Beyond; in its centre; stood an object of some gleaming metal;

that from its double handles and roller borne upon supports of rock

she took to be some kind of winch; and rightly; for beneath it was the

mouth of a great well; the water supply of the topmost fortification。



Beyond the well was a stone altar; shaped like a truncated cone or

pyramid; and at some distance away against the far wall; as she dimly

discovered by the lamp that stood upon the altar; cut in relief upon

that wall indeed; a colossal cross to which; vigorously if rudely

executed in white stone; hung the image of Christ crucified; the crown

of thorns upon His drooping head。 Now she understood。 Whatever may

have been the first worship to which this place was dedicated;

Christians had usurped it; and set up here the sacred symbol of their

faith; awful enough to look upon in such surroundings。 Doubtless;

also; the shell…shaped basin at the entrance had served the

worshippers in this underground chapel as a stoup for holy water。



The Molimo lifted the lamp from the altar; and having adjusted its

wick; held it up in front of the rood before which; although she was

no Catholic; Benita bowed her head and crossed herself; while he

watched her curiously。 Then he lowered it; and she perceived that on

the cemented floor lay great numbers of shrouded forms that at first

looked to her like folk asleep。 He stepped to one of them and touched

it with his foot; whereon the cloth which with it was covered crumbled

into dust; revealing beneath a white skeleton。



All those sleepers rested well indeed; for they had been dead at least

two hundred years。 There they laymen; women; and children; though of

the last but few。 Some of them had ornaments on their bones; some were

clad in armour; and by all the men were swords; or spears; or knives;

and here and there what she took to be primitive fire…arms。 Certain of

them also had turned into mummies in that dry airgrotesque and

dreadful objects from which she gladly averted her eyes。



The Molimo led her forward to the foot of the crucifix; where; upon

its lowest step and upon the cemented floor immediately beneath it

respectively; lay two shapes decorously covered with shawls of some

heavy material interwoven with gold wire; for the manufacture of which

the Makalanga were famous when first the Portuguese came in
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