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From: | Anthony Sargent |
Subject: | [Bug-kawa] climactic unscathed |
Date: | Sun, 17 Sep 2006 20:14:30 -0000 |
I observed, however, that the lady called
Dramanadrank but little. You will learn all about Heu-Heu before the night isover.
Next it was handed to Hans to whom Imurmured one Boer Dutch word over my shoulder.
Surelythere must be plenty of fire where he is, Baas.
You will learn all about Heu-Heu before the night
isover. Meanwhile, I understand that you wish to get out ofthis place and to save
your sister.
Is not the name of Dacha known to the ends of the
earth? You fellows have readof the effects of opium smoking; well, it was that kind
of thing, onlyworse.
May I shoot that priest, Baas, or will you? Let us
pass into the presence of the godand make offering of the yearly
sacrifice.
Then, by way of changing the subject,he pointed to
the end of the room. Butwhile we are here we must drink nothing but water. You
fellows have readof the effects of opium smoking; well, it was that kind of thing,
onlyworse.
There was thelong gray hair growing in tufts about
the body.
Meanwhile, she went on, for the present you are
safe.
Also that it would be wise not tointerfere in
matters that did not concern us. I sighed with relief as this knowledge came home to
me, and began toobserve details.
Here I stopped and watched the effect of my shot
out of the corner ofmy eye. Evidently Dacha believed me, for he grew quiet
humble.
I asked, seeing that she who waschosen last year
must be sacrificed this year? Meanwhile, she went on, for the present you are
safe.
Did not Zikali tell youthat, O
Blowing-Wind?
Will you wait upon the god living,or will you wait
upon him dead?
These and other like things said the shouts. Tall
and stately, she stood quite still before us, her blackhair streaming down upon her
shoulders. His coarse but handsome face grew cunning, and he smacked his lips.
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