terror, and
incapable of further
emotion (save only for Phorenice
who still had nerve enough to show no concern), what had been
threatened came to pass. The capstone of the
throne slid out till
it reached the balance, and the next shock threw it with a roar and
a
clatter to the ground. And then a strange tremor seized me.
After all the
scheming and effort, what I had so ardently
prayed for had come about; but yet my inwards sank at the thought
of mounting on the stone where I had mounted before, and
taking my
dear from the hollow where my hands had laid her. I knew
Phorenice's vengefulness, and had a high value for her cleverness.
Had she left Nais to lie in peace, or had she
stolen her away to
suffer indignities
elsewhere? Or had she ended her sleep with
death, and (as a grisly jest) left the
corpse for my
finding? I
could not tell; I dared not guess. Never during a whole hard-
fighting life have my
emotions been so wrenched as they were at
that moment. And, for excuse, it must be owned that love for Nais
had sapped my hardihood over a matter in which she was so privately
concerned.
It began to come to my mind, however, that the
infernaluproarof the earth tremor was
beginning to
slacken somewhat, as though
Zaemon knew he had done the work that he had promised, and was
minded to give the
wretched city a breathing space. So I took my
fortitude in hand, and clambered up on to the flat of the stone.
The
lightning flashes had ceased and all was darkness again and
stifling dust, but at any moment the sky might be lit once more,
and if I were seen in that place,
shaggy and changed though I might
be, Phorenice, if she were
standing near, would not be slow to
guess my name and errand.
So changed was I for the moment, that I will
finely confess
that the idea of a fight was
loathsome to me then. I wanted to
have my business done and get gone from the place.
With hands that shook, I fumbled over the face of the stone
and found the clamps and bars of metal still in position where I
had clenched them, and then reverently I let my fingers pass
between these, and felt the curves of my love's body in its rest
beneath. An
exultation began to whirl within me. I did not know
if she had been touched since I last left her; I did not know if
the drug would have its due effect, and let her be awakened to
warmth and sight again; but, dead or alive, I had her there, and
she was mine, mine, mine, and I could have yelled aloud in my joy
at her possession.
Still the earth shook beneath us, and
masonry roared and
crashed into ruin. I had to cling to my place with one hand,
whilst I unhasped the clamps of metal that made the top of her
prison with the other. But at last I swung the upper half of them
clear, and those which pinned down her feet I let remain. I
stooped and drew her soft body up on to the flat of the stone
beside me, and pressed my lips a hundred times to the face I could
not see.
Some mad thought took me, I believe, that the mere fierceness
and heat of my kisses would bring her back again to life and
wakefulness. Indeed I will own
plainly, that I did but sorry
credit to my training in
calmness that night. But she lay in my
arms cold and
nerveless as a
corpse, and by degrees my sober wits
returned to me.
This was no place for either of us. Let the earth's tremors
cease (as was
plainly threatened), let
daylight come, and let a few
of these
nerveless people round recover from their panic, and all
the great cost that had been expended might be counted as waste.
We should be seen, and it would not be long before some one put a
name to Nais; and then it would be an easy matter to guess at
Deucalion under the beard and the
shaggy hair and the browned
nakedness of the
savage who attended on her. Tell of
fright? By
the Gods! I was scared as the veriest trembler who blundered
amongst the dust-clouds that night when the thought came to me.
With all that ruin spread around, it would be
hopeless to
think that any of those secret galleries which tunnelled under the
ground would be left
unbroken, and so it was
useless to try a
passage under the walls by the old means. But I had heard shouts
from that
frightened mob which came to me through the din and the
darkness, that gave another idea for escape. "The city is
accursed," they had cried: "if we stay here it will fall on us.
Let us get outside the walls where there are no buildings to bury
us."
If they went, I could not see. But one gate lay nearest to
the royal pyramid, and I judged that in their panic they would not