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"
The
first
,
"
said
I
unthinkingly
.
Next
second
I
regretted
it
,
for
I
remembered
that
Infadoos
had
told
us
that
the
fairest
woman
must
be
offered
up
as
a
sacrifice
.
"
Then
is
my
mind
as
your
minds
,
and
my
eyes
as
your
eyes
.
She
is
the
fairest
!
and
a
sorry
thing
it
is
for
her
,
for
she
must
die
!
"
"
Ay
,
must
die
!
"
piped
out
Gagool
,
casting
a
glance
of
her
quick
eyes
in
the
direction
of
the
poor
girl
,
who
,
as
yet
ignorant
of
the
awful
fate
in
store
for
her
,
was
standing
some
ten
yards
off
in
front
of
a
company
of
maidens
,
engaged
in
nervously
picking
a
flower
from
her
wreath
to
pieces
,
petal
by
petal
.
"
Why
,
O
king
?
"
said
I
,
restraining
my
indignation
with
difficulty
;
"
the
girl
has
danced
well
,
and
pleased
us
;
she
is
fair
too
;
it
would
be
hard
to
reward
her
with
death
.
"
Twala
laughed
as
he
answered
--
"
It
is
our
custom
,
and
the
figures
who
sit
in
stone
yonder
,
"
and
he
pointed
towards
the
three
distant
peaks
,
"
must
have
their
due
.
Did
I
fail
to
put
the
fairest
girl
to
death
today
,
misfortune
would
fall
upon
me
and
my
house
.
Thus
runs
the
prophecy
of
my
people
:
'
If
the
king
offer
not
a
sacrifice
of
a
fair
girl
,
on
the
day
of
the
dance
of
maidens
,
to
the
Old
Ones
who
sit
and
watch
on
the
mountains
,
then
shall
he
fall
,
and
his
house
.
'
Look
ye
,
white
men
,
my
brother
who
reigned
before
me
offered
not
the
sacrifice
,
because
of
the
tears
of
the
woman
,
and
he
fell
,
and
his
house
,
and
I
reign
in
his
stead
.
It
is
finished
;
she
must
die
!
"
Then
turning
to
the
guards
--
"
Bring
her
hither
;
Scragga
,
make
sharp
thy
spear
.
"
Two
of
the
men
stepped
forward
,
and
as
they
advanced
,
the
girl
,
for
the
first
time
realising
her
impending
fate
,
screamed
aloud
and
turned
to
fly
.
But
the
strong
hands
caught
her
fast
,
and
brought
her
,
struggling
and
weeping
,
before
us
.
"
What
is
thy
name
,
girl
?
"
piped
Gagool
.
"
What
!
wilt
thou
not
answer
?
Shall
the
king
's
son
do
his
work
at
once
?
"
At
this
hint
,
Scragga
,
looking
more
evil
than
ever
,
advanced
a
step
and
lifted
his
great
spear
,
and
at
that
moment
I
saw
Good
's
hand
creep
to
his
revolver
.
The
poor
girl
caught
the
faint
glint
of
steel
through
her
tears
,
and
it
sobered
her
anguish
.
She
ceased
struggling
,
and
clasping
her
hands
convulsively
,
stood
shuddering
from
head
to
foot
.
"
See
,
"
cried
Scragga
in
high
glee
,
"
she
shrinks
from
the
sight
of
my
little
plaything
even
before
she
has
tasted
it
,
"
and
he
tapped
the
broad
blade
of
his
spear
.
