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'
The
Malay
who
had
brought
Tamb
'
Itam
and
the
girl
to
Samarang
was
there
too
.
"
Not
so
angry
as
many
,
"
he
said
to
me
,
but
struck
with
a
great
awe
and
wonder
at
the
"
suddenness
of
men
's
fate
,
which
hangs
over
their
heads
like
a
cloud
charged
with
thunder
.
"
He
told
me
that
when
Dain
Waris
's
body
was
uncovered
at
a
sign
of
Doramin
's
,
he
whom
they
often
called
the
white
lord
's
friend
was
disclosed
lying
unchanged
with
his
eyelids
a
little
open
as
if
about
to
wake
.
Doramin
leaned
forward
a
little
more
,
like
one
looking
for
something
fallen
on
the
ground
.
His
eyes
searched
the
body
from
its
feet
to
its
head
,
for
the
wound
maybe
.
It
was
in
the
forehead
and
small
;
and
there
was
no
word
spoken
while
one
of
the
by-standers
,
stooping
,
took
off
the
silver
ring
from
the
cold
stiff
hand
.
In
silence
he
held
it
up
before
Doramin
.
A
murmur
of
dismay
and
horror
ran
through
the
crowd
at
the
sight
of
that
familiar
token
.
The
old
nakhoda
stared
at
it
,
and
suddenly
let
out
one
great
fierce
cry
,
deep
from
the
chest
,
a
roar
of
pain
and
fury
,
as
mighty
as
the
bellow
of
a
wounded
bull
,
bringing
great
fear
into
men
's
hearts
,
by
the
magnitude
of
his
anger
and
his
sorrow
that
could
be
plainly
discerned
without
words
.
There
was
a
great
stillness
afterwards
for
a
space
,
while
the
body
was
being
borne
aside
by
four
men
.
They
laid
it
down
under
a
tree
,
and
on
the
instant
,
with
one
long
shriek
,
all
the
women
of
the
household
began
to
wail
together
;
they
mourned
with
shrill
cries
;
the
sun
was
setting
,
and
in
the
intervals
of
screamed
lamentations
the
high
sing-song
voices
of
two
old
men
intoning
the
Koran
chanted
alone
.
'
About
this
time
Jim
,
leaning
on
a
gun-carriage
,
looked
at
the
river
,
and
turned
his
back
on
the
house
;
and
the
girl
,
in
the
doorway
,
panting
as
if
she
had
run
herself
to
a
standstill
,
was
looking
at
him
across
the
yard
.
Tamb
'
Itam
stood
not
far
from
his
master
,
waiting
patiently
for
what
might
happen
.
All
at
once
Jim
,
who
seemed
to
be
lost
in
quiet
thought
,
turned
to
him
and
said
,
"
Time
to
finish
this
.
"
"'
Tuan
?
"
said
Tamb
'
Itam
,
advancing
with
alacrity
.
He
did
not
know
what
his
master
meant
,
but
as
soon
as
Jim
made
a
movement
the
girl
started
too
and
walked
down
into
the
open
space
.
It
seems
that
no
one
else
of
the
people
of
the
house
was
in
sight
.
She
tottered
slightly
,
and
about
half-way
down
called
out
to
Jim
,
who
had
apparently
resumed
his
peaceful
contemplation
of
the
river
.
He
turned
round
,
setting
his
back
against
the
gun
.
"
Will
you
fight
?
"
she
cried
.
"
There
is
nothing
to
fight
for
,
"
he
said
;
"
nothing
is
lost
.
"
Saying
this
he
made
a
step
towards
her
.
"
Will
you
fly
?
"
she
cried
again
.
"
There
is
no
escape
,
"
he
said
,
stopping
short
,
and
she
stood
still
also
,
silent
,
devouring
him
with
her
eyes
.
"
And
you
shall
go
?
"
she
said
slowly
.
He
bent
his
head
.
"
Ah
!
"
she
exclaimed
,
peering
at
him
as
it
were
,
"
you
are
mad
or
false
.
Do
you
remember
the
night
I
prayed
you
to
leave
me
,
and
you
said
that
you
could
not
?
That
it
was
impossible
!
Impossible
!
Do
you
remember
you
said
you
would
never
leave
me
?
Why
?
I
asked
you
for
no
promise
.
You
promised
unasked
--
remember
.
"
"
Enough
,
poor
girl
,
"
he
said
.
"
I
should
not
be
worth
having
.
"
'
Tamb
'
Itam
said
that
while
they
were
talking
she
would
laugh
loud
and
senselessly
like
one
under
the
visitation
of
God
.
His
master
put
his
hands
to
his
head
.
He
was
fully
dressed
as
for
every
day
,
but
without
a
hat
.
She
stopped
laughing
suddenly
.
"
For
the
last
time
,
"
she
cried
menacingly
,
"
will
you
defend
yourself
?
"
"
Nothing
can
touch
me
,
"
he
said
in
a
last
flicker
of
superb
egoism
.
Tamb
'
Itam
saw
her
lean
forward
where
she
stood
,
open
her
arms
,
and
run
at
him
swiftly
.
She
flung
herself
upon
his
breast
and
clasped
him
round
the
neck
.
"'
Ah
!
but
I
shall
hold
thee
thus
,
"
she
cried
...
"
Thou
art
mine
!
"
'
She
sobbed
on
his
shoulder
.
The
sky
over
Patusan
was
blood-red
,
immense
,
streaming
like
an
open
vein
.
An
enormous
sun
nestled
crimson
amongst
the
tree-tops
,
and
the
forest
below
had
a
black
and
forbidding
face
.
'
Tamb
'
Itam
tells
me
that
on
that
evening
the
aspect
of
the
heavens
was
angry
and
frightful
.
I
may
well
believe
it
,
for
I
know
that
on
that
very
day
a
cyclone
passed
within
sixty
miles
of
the
coast
,
though
there
was
hardly
more
than
a
languid
stir
of
air
in
the
place
.
'
Suddenly
Tamb
'
Itam
saw
Jim
catch
her
arms
,
trying
to
unclasp
her
hands
.
She
hung
on
them
with
her
head
fallen
back
;
her
hair
touched
the
ground
.
"
Come
here
!
"
his
master
called
,
and
Tamb
'
Itam
helped
to
ease
her
down
.
It
was
difficult
to
separate
her
fingers
.
Jim
,
bending
over
her
,
looked
earnestly
upon
her
face
,
and
all
at
once
ran
to
the
landing-stage
.
Tamb
'
Itam
followed
him
,
but
turning
his
head
,
he
saw
that
she
had
struggled
up
to
her
feet
.
She
ran
after
them
a
few
steps
,
then
fell
down
heavily
on
her
knees
.
"
Tuan
!
Tuan
!
"
called
Tamb
'
Itam
,
"
look
back
;
"
but
Jim
was
already
in
a
canoe
,
standing
up
paddle
in
hand
.
He
did
not
look
back
.
Tamb
'
Itam
had
just
time
to
scramble
in
after
him
when
the
canoe
floated
clear
.
The
girl
was
then
on
her
knees
,
with
clasped
hands
,
at
the
water-gate
.
She
remained
thus
for
a
time
in
a
supplicating
attitude
before
she
sprang
up
.
"
You
are
false
!
"
she
screamed
out
after
Jim
.
"
Forgive
me
,
"
he
cried
.
"
Never
!
Never
!
"
she
called
back
.
