The Lord of Death and the Queen of Life eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 176 pages of information about The Lord of Death and the Queen of Life.

The Lord of Death and the Queen of Life eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 176 pages of information about The Lord of Death and the Queen of Life.

Now, ’twas not my first experience of the kind.  Many women had looked like that at me before.  But I had always been a man’s man, and had ever heeded my father’s warning to have naught whatever to do with women.  “They are the worst trick of all,” he told me; and I had never forgot.  Belike I owe much of my power to just this.

But Ave had acted too quickly for me to get away.  I laughed again, and shook her off.

“I will have naught to do with ye,” I told her, civilly enough.  “When I am ready to take a woman, I shall take her; not before.”

At that the blood left her face; she stood very straight, and her eyes flashed dangerously.  Were she a man I should have stood on my guard.  But she made no move; only the softness in her eyes gave way to such a savage look that I was filled with amaze.  And thus I left them; the old man calling down the blessing of Jon upon me for having saved his life, and the chit glaring after me as though no curses would suffice.

A right queer matter, I thought at the time.  I guessed not what would come of it; not then.

II

THE VISION

’Twas a fortnight later, more or less, when next I saw Maka.  I was lumbering along in my chariot, feeling most uncomfortable under the eyes of my friends; for one foot of my machine had a loose link, and ’twas flapping absurdly.  And I liked it none too well when Maka stopped his own rattletrap in front of mine, and came running to my window.  Next moment I forgot his impertinence.

“Strokor,” he whispered, his face alive with excitement, “thou art a brave lad, and didst save my life.  Now, know you that a party of the men of Klow have secreted themselves under the stairway behind the emperor’s throne.  They have killed the guards, and will of a certainty kill the emperor, too!”

“’Twould serve the dolt right,” I replied, for I really cared but little.  “But why have ye come to me, old man?  I am but a lieutenant in the armory; I am not the captain of the palace guard.”

“Because,” he answered, gazing at me very pleasingly, “thou couldst dispose of the whole party single handed—­there are but four—­and gain much glory for thyself.”

“By Jon!” I swore, vastly delighted; and without stopping to ask Maka whence he had got his knowledge, I went at once to the spot.  However, when I got back, I sought the star-gazer—­I ought to mention that I had no trouble with the louts, and that the emperor himself saw me finishing off the last of them—­I sought the star-gazer and demanded how he had known.

“Hast ever heard of Edam?” he inquired in return.

“Edam?” I had not; the name was strange to me.  “Who is he?”

“A man as young as thyself, but a mere stripling,” quoth Maka.  “He was a pupil of mine when I taught in the House of Learning.  Of late he has turned to prophecy; and it is fair remarkable how well the lad doth guess.  At all events, ’twas he, Strokor, who told me of the plot.  He saw it in a dream.”

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