Talbot Mundy

“ Realizing then at last that the train could not follow him to one side he stood and watched us pass, red-eyed, blown and angry. He had only one tusk, but that a big one, and the weight of it caused him to hold his head at a drunken-looking angle.
“Stop the train!” yelled Coutlass, brandishing his rifle as he climbed to the seat on the roof. But the guard, likewise on the roof at his end of the train, gave no signal and we speeded on. We were already in the world’s greatest game reserve, where no man might shoot elephant or any other living thing. ”

“ It was a tired hotel, conducted by a tired once-missionary person, just as Nairobi itself was a tired-looking township of small parallel roofs of unpainted corrugated iron, with one main street more than a mile long and perhaps a dozen side-streets varying in length from fifty feet to half a mile.
He must have been a very tired surveyor who pitched on that site and marked it as railway headquarters on his map. He could have gone on and found within five miles two or three sightlier, healthier spots. But doubtless the day’s march had been a long one, and perhaps he had fever, and was cross. ”

“ The guard stopped the train and came running to see what the damage amounted to.
“Any gent got his rifle handy?” he shouted. “The train’s ahead o’ time. There’s twenty minutes for sport!”
We dived for our rifles, but Coutlass had his and was on the track ahead of us, his eye a ghastly sight from the guard’s overnight attentions, his face the gruesome color of the man who has eaten and drunk too much, but his undamaged eye ablaze, and nothing whatever the matter with his enthusiasm. ”

“ Fever—animals—climate—sun—flood—accident—natives—there are excuses in plenty—explanations by the dozen! I will say good night, then—and good-by!”
“Yes, good-by!” growled Will, facing her with his back to the stairs. “You take us for men with a price, do you?”
“All men have a price,” she smiled bitterly. “Only it is no use offering flowers to pigs! We must treat pigs another way—pigs, and young fools! And fools old enough to know better!” she added with a nod toward Fred, who bowed to her in mock abasement—too politely, I thought. ”

“ On the left-hand hillock a lioness stood looking down with much intenser and more curious interest. She looked from me to her mate, and from her mate to me again with indecision that was no more reassuring than her low questioning growl.
I do not know why they did not spring on me. Surely no two lions ever contemplated easier quarry. No victim in the arena ever watched the weapons of death more helplessly. I suppose my hour had not come. Perhaps the lions, well used to white men who attacked on sight with long-range weapons, doubted the wisdom of experiments on something new. ”

“ Three hundred yards away a full-grown rhinoceros stood planted on the track, his flank toward us and his interest fixed on anything but trains. He was sniffing the cool morning, looking the other way.
“Wake up, you fellows!” I yelled, and Fred and Will put their heads through the window beside me just in time to see the rhino take notice of the train at last. When the engine was fifty yards from him he wheeled, took a short-sighted squint at it, sniffed, decided on war, and charged. The engineer crowded on steam.
“He’s a game enough sport!” chuckled Fred. ”

“ But the place to be after six p.m. in Nairobi is indoors. And it’s the place to stay until after sunrise! Hear them roar! Aren’t they magnificent? Listen!”
The noise that twenty or thirty lions can make, deliberately bent on making it and roaring all at once, is unbelievable. They throw their heads up and glory in strength of lungs until thunders take second place and the listener knows why not the bravest, not the most dangerous of beasts has man aged to impose the fable of his grandeur on men’s imagination. ”

“ Nairobi being a young place, with all Africa in which to spread, town plots were large, and as a matter of fact the sensation in our corner room was of being in a wilderness—until we considered the board partition. Having marched fastest we obtained the best room and the only bath, but next-door neighbors could hear our conversation as easily as if there had been no division at all. However, as it happened, neither Coutlass and his gang nor Lady Saffren Waldon and her maid were put next to us on either side. ”

“ We rose to make room for her and I brought her a chair. There was nothing else one could do. There is almost no twilight in that part of East Africa; until dark there is scarcely a hint that the day is waning. She sat with us for twenty or thirty minutes making small talk, her maid watching us from a window above, until the sun went down with almost the suddenness of gas turned off, and in a moment we could scarcely see one another’s faces.
Then came the proprietor to the door, with his best ex-missionary air of knowledge of all earth’s ways, their reason and their trend. ”

“ There is a spirit and a spell of Africa that grip men even in sleep. The curt engine blasts became in my dreams the panting of enormous beasts that fought. A dream-continent waged war on itself, and bled. ”

“ By that time Coutlass was on his feet, and he too elected to force the issue with a chair. The guard sprang at the chair as Coutlass raised it, bore it down, and drove his fist hard home into the Greek’s right eye three times running.
“‘Ave you ’ad enough?” he demanded, making ready for another assault. The Goanese had recovered and staggered to his feet to interfere, but Coutlass yielded.
“All right,” he said, “why should I fight a little man? I surrender to save bloodshed!” ”

“ They stopped fooling because his idiotic screams could be heard all down the train.
“There,” said Brown, “you see, I’ve saved two worthless lives! Very foolish of me! Pass the whisky! See that I save a little for the morning!”
At that he fell asleep again; and because Fred threatened to start new commotion and wake him unless Will or I confessed at once, Will took up the tale, I leaning over the edge of my berth to prompt him. Fred laughed all through the story, and finally crawled under his blanket again to lie chuckling at the underside of Brown of Lumbwa’s berth. ”

“ By that time every male passenger was out on the track, some in night-shirts, some in shirts and pants, some with next-to-nothing at all on, but nearly all with guns. Somebody gave Coutlass a handful of cartridges that fitted his Mauser rifle and he was off in the lead like a hero leading a forlorn hope, we after him. We searched high and low but lost all trace of the rhino, and at the end of half an hour the engine’s whistle called us back. ”

“ Tell that native to go away from behind my chair. My own maid will wait on me!”
Whether purposely or not, she cast such a chill upon the company that even Georges Coutlass subsided within himself, and, though he ate like a ravening animal, did not talk. Almost the only conversation was between the owner and the native servants, who waited at table abominably and were noisily reprimanded, and argued back. Each reprimand increased their inefficiency and insolence. Natives detest a fussy, noisy white man. ”

“ I know this place. The rooms are unspeakable—not a bedroom that isn’t a megaphone, magnifying every whisper! There is only one suitable place—the main dining-room. The proprietor leaves the oil-lamp burning in there all night. People go to bed early; they prefer to drink in their bedrooms because it costs less than treating a crowd! I shall provide a light supper, and my maid shall lay the table after everybody else is gone up-stairs. ”

“ Yerkes’ question,” he said. “What do you want with us, Lady Saffren Waldon?”
“I want an understanding with you. I will be plain to begin with. We all know you know where the ivory is. Lord Montdidier is not the man to connect himself with any wild goose chase. We don’t pretend to know how you came by the secret or why he has gone to London, but we are sure you know it, perfectly sure, and for five or six reasons. We are willing to buy the secret from you at your own price.”
“Who are ‘we’?” asked Fred pointedly, helping himself to nuts. ”

“ The guard unlocked the handcuffs and Coutlass began to fumble for a money-bag.
“Give me a receipt!” he demanded, thumbing out the money.
“You are the receipt!” said the official. “An Englishman would have been sent to jail with a fine, and have paid the bill into the bargain. You’re treated leniently because you can’t be expected to understand decent behavior. You’re expected to learn, however. Next time you will catch it hot!”
“All aboard!” called the guard cheerfully. “All aboard!”
“Tears, idle tears!” said Brown of Lumbwa, taking my arm and Fred’s. “Thass too true—too true! ”

“ A telegram reached Mombasa yesterday at ten a.m. from up-coast saying that the body of an unknown Englishman had been picked up at sea by an Arab dhow, with the face too badly eaten by fish to be recognizable. You may take it from me, that is Lord Montdidier’s corpse.”
The calm announcement was intended to surprise us, and it did, but the result surprised her.
“You she-devil!” said Will. “If you and your gang have murdered that fine fellow I’ll turn the tables on you! You go up-stairs, and pray he isn’t dead! Pray that corpse may prove to be some one’s else! ”

“ If the map was anything to go by we could reach Mount Elgon from Nairobi by any of three wild roads. Fred and I underscored the names of several places with a fountain pen.
“And say!” said Will. “Look out of the window! If we once got away into country like that, who could follow us!”
“But you can’t get away!” said a weary voice from the upper berth. “I’m Brown of Lumbwa. That’s my name, gents, and I know, because I tried! Thought I was sound asleep, didn’t you! Well, I weren’t! Listen to me, what happens. You start off. They get wind of it. ”

“ There was something peacefully exhilarating in the thought of rising from the red dead level of that awful plain, littered with the bones of camels and the slaves whom men pinned into the yokes to perish or survive in twos. ”

“ It is a land of nightmares, with lovely oases and rare knights errant; a land whose past is gloom, whose present is twilight and uncertainty, but whose future under the rule of humane men is immeasurable, unimaginable. ”

“ Make a noise like a herd of cattle, don’t they! That’s because they’re bold. They don’t care who hears them! The day is ours. It used to be theirs, but the white man has come and broken up their empire. ”

“ Who’s got the map?”
“It’s up-stairs,” I said. “I’ll fetch it.”
There was nothing like silence in the rooms above. Men were smoking and drinking in one another’s rooms. Some doors were open to make conversation easier across the landing, and nobody was asleep. But I was surprised to see Georges Coutlass leaning against the door-post of the room he shared with the other Greek and the Goanese, obviously on guard, but against whom and on whose behalf it was difficult to guess. ”

“ They injured one man so severely that he died next day. They only shot two of the lions that got inside. The other two got safely away, and since that time people here have known enough not to interfere with them except by daylight! They’ll do no harm to speak of unless you fire and enrage them. They’ll kill the stray dogs, or any other animal they find loose; and heaven help the man they meet! ”

“ You bet it takes food and lots of it to keep that belly of his in shape. There’s a back door to this joint. He slipped round behind and bribed the babu to feed him on the rear step, me standing guard at the corner to keep Greeks at bay. He’s back in the car now, playing possum.”
“Let’s trade him for Brown of Lumbwa,” suggested Fred genially. “Call him into our car and kick Brown out!”
“Trade nothing! I tell you the man is ours! Call him, and he’ll bargain. Let him be, and the next time the Greeks ill-treat him he’ll come straight to us in hope we’ll show him kindness.” ”

“ And o’ course—bein’ ignorant, same as me, an’ hot-headed, an’ eager—you treat that contumelious an’ tip the Masai the office to go to hell. Which they do forthwith. They’re so used to bein’ told to go to hell by wishful wanderers that they scarcely trouble to wait for the words. Presently they draw a long breath an’ go away again like smoke being blowed downwind. An’ you proceed onward, dreamin’ dreams o’ gold an’ frankincense an’ freedom. ”

“ They send the police helter-skelter hot-foot after you—native police—no officer—Masai they are, an’ I tell you those Masai can make their sixty miles a day when they’re minded an’ no bones about it either! Maybe the Masai catches you and maybe not. S’posing they do they can’t do much. ”

“ All the young men are lame, an’ old ’uns too old, an’ the middle ’uns too middle-aged—an’ who ever heard of a native woman workin’ anyhow. Who tills the mtama patch, then? It don’t get tilled, or else the women only ‘tend to it at tillin’ time. Nobody works at anythin’ about the time you come on the scene, for work ain’t moral, pleasin’ nor profitable, an’ there you are! As for the trail ahead, lions an’ cannibals are the two mildest kind of calamities they guarantee you’ll meet. ”

“ They know tracks in an’ out through the scrub that ain’t on maps, an’ they get past you day or night wi’out you knowin’ it, an’ word goes on ahead o’ you—precedes you as the sayin’ is. You come to a village. ”