The Passing of Roy
All that night Khian and Temu sailed on, for the north wind held
strong and steady, and by daybreak were many leagues from Tanis. Once
they saw lights upon the water behind, such as might have been borne
by following boats, but soon these vanished. At daybreak they found
the fisher’s clothes of which the jailer had told them, and put them
on, so that for the rest of that journey all who saw them believed
them to be two fishermen plying their trade; such men as were to be
found by hundreds on the Nile, taking their catch to market, or having
sold it, returning to their homes in some distant village. Thus it
came about that, Khian being accustomed to the handling of boats, they
accomplished their journey safely, though during the second night a
number of great ships passed them going down Nile.
Catching sight of these ships they lowered their sail and rowed
inshore where they hid among some reeds in shallow water until they
were gone by, a whole fleet of them. What these might be they could
not discern because of the darkness, but from the lanterns at their
prow and stern, the words of command that reached them, and the
singing of those on board Khian thought they must be war vessels full
of soldiers, though whence such came he did not know. Only he
remembered what he had heard at Apepi’s Court and that on his return
to Tanis he had seen armed vessels sailing up Nile, and remembering,
grew afraid.
“What do you fear, Brother Rasa?” asked Temu, reading his mind.
“I fear lest we should be too late to give a certain warning, Temu.
Oh! let us play no more with words. I, whom you call the Scribe Rasa,
am Khian, once Prince of the North, the affianced of Queen Nefra, whom
my father Apepi would seize to be his wife. When he discovered that I,
his envoy, had become his rival, the King imprisoned and would have
killed me, and that is why we came together in yonder darksome vault.”
“All this I have guessed, Prince and Brother, but what now?”
“Now, Temu, I would warn the Queen and our brethren of the dangers
that threaten them; namely, that Apepi would steal her and kill out
the rest of the Order to the last man and woman, for so he has sworn
to me that he will do.”
“I think that there is no need to take them that message, Prince,”
answered Temu lightly, “since Roy would learn such tidings quicker
than men could carry it. Still, let us go on, for God is with us
always. Faith, have faith!”
So they sailed forward and shortly after daylight saw the pyramids and
at last came to the strand that was near to the palm grove where first
Khian had met Nefra disguised as a messenger.
Here they hid away their boat as best they could and wearing the long
cloaks that had been given to them in the prison, beneath which were
swords that they had found in the boat, set there doubtless for their
use, made their way across the sand to the Sphinx, and thence to the
temple, meeting no man. Indeed, they noted that those who cultivated
the fertile belt of land were not to be seen and that the crops were
trodden down by men and wandering beasts. Filled with fear they
entered the temple by the secret way they knew and crept down its
passages into the great hall where Nefra had been crowned. It was
silent and empty, or so they thought at first, till suddenly, far away
at the end of the hall Khian perceived a white-robed figure seated in
the throne-like chair upon the dais, behind which stood the ancient
statue of Osiris, god of the dead. They advanced swiftly. Now they
were near and Khian saw that it was the figure of Roy or--the ghost of
Roy. There he sat in his priestly robes, down which flowed his long
white beard, his head bent upon his breast, as though he slept.
“Awake, holy Prophet,” said Khian, but Roy did not stir or answer.
Then they went to him, trembling, climbed the dais, and looked into
his face.
Roy was dead. They could see no wound on him, but without doubt he was
dead and cold.
“The holy Prophet has been taken away,” said Khian hoarsely, “though I
think that his spirit remains with us. Let us search for the others.”
They searched but could find no one. They went into the chamber of
Nefra. It was undisturbed but she was gone; even her garments were
gone, and so it was with all the others.
“Let us go out,” said Khian; “perchance they are hidden in the tombs.”
They left the temple and wandered far and wide, but all was silence
and desolation. They looked for footprints, but if there were any, the
strong north wind had covered them up with sand. At length in the
shadow of the second pyramid they sat down in despair. Roy was dead
and the rest were gone, Khian could guess why. But whither had they
gone? Were they perchance on board those ships which had passed them
in the night? Or were they slain? If so, how came it that they had
seen no bodies or signs of slaughter? So they asked of themselves and
each other, but found no answer.
“What shall we do, Prince?” asked Temu. “Doubtless all will be well in
the end. Still, our food and water are almost gone, nor can we stay
here without shelter.”
“Hide in the temple, I think, Temu, at least for the coming night.
Listen. I am sure that the Brotherhood of the Dawn have fled, being
warned that Apepi was about to fall upon them.”
“Yes, but whither?”
“To seek the aid of the King of Babylon. The Lord Tau hinted to me, as
did the giant Ru, that if it were needful they might go thither, and
this doubtless they have done. If so we must follow them, though
without guides and beasts to carry food and water, the journey is
desperate.”
“Fear not, Prince,” answered Temu the hopeful. “Faith, have faith! We
of the Brotherhood are never deserted in our need. Were we deserted in
the prison of Tanis, or on our journey up the Nile? And shall we be
deserted though we travel from one end of the world to the other? I
tell you nay. I tell you that always we shall find friends, since in
every tribe there are Brothers of the Dawn to whom we can make
ourselves known by signs, which friends will give us all they have,
food and beasts of burden and whatever is needful, passing us on to
others. Moreover, I have about me a great sum in gold. It was given to
me by that high One whose face was veiled, he who visited me in my
cell at Tanis and sent me to join you. Yes, and when he gave me the
gold and the jewels, for there are jewels also, he said with meaning
that I and another of my fellowship might be called upon to journey
into far lands, and that if this were so, the treasure would be needed
for our sustenance till we found shelter far from the wrath of a
certain king.”
Now as he listened the heart of Khian grew bold again, for it seemed
to him as though this happy-minded Temu had been sent to him as a very
messenger from heaven, which indeed perhaps he was, after a fashion.
“I find your fellowship good in trouble, Temu,” he said, “though I
know not whence you win such calm and strength of soul.”
“I win it from faith, Prince, as you will do also when you have been
longer of our Brotherhood. Since Apepi seized me yonder at Tanis and
threw me into prison, not once have I been afraid, nor am I now. Never
yet have I known harm to come to a Brother of the Dawn going about his
duty. The prophet Roy is dead, it is true, but that is because his
time had come to die, or perhaps he who was too old to travel chose to
withdraw himself from the world. But his mantle has fallen upon Tau
and others, and with us will go his spirit, and who shall stand
against the freed spirit of the holy prophet Roy who walks with God
to-day?”
Then, having determined that they could do nothing more that day, for
they were weary and first must rest, also get food if they could from
the stores that were hidden away by the Order in case of trouble, of
which Temu knew the secret, they set out to return to the Temple of
the Sphinx where the dead Roy still ruled as he had done when he was
alive. At the edge of the great rock platform upon which was built the
Pyramid of Khafra, Khian halted suddenly, for in the midst of the deep
silence of the tomb he thought that he heard voices. Whilst he was
wondering whence they came, from behind a little neighbouring pyramid
that marked the grave of some king’s son or princess appeared a Negro
running with his head bent down and his eyes fixed upon the ground, as
do black people when they track game.
“They have gone this way, both of them, Captain,” he called out, “and
not an hour ago.”
Then Khian understood that the man was following the footsteps of Temu
and himself, who indeed had come round that same little pyramid.
Whilst he stood wondering what to do, for this discovery seemed to
freeze his blood, round the corner of the small pyramid came a whole
company of men who by their dress and arms he knew to be soldiers of
Pharaoh’s guard, forty or fifty of them.
“We have been followed up Nile; they are hunting us, Prince. Now we
must escape from them, or we shall be killed,” said Temu calmly.
As he spoke the black tracker caught sight of them and pointed them
out with his spear, whereon the whole company broke into a run,
uttering shouts like hunters when at last they view their game.
Then in his extremity a memory came to Khian.
“Follow me, Temu,” he said, and turning, fled back towards the Pyramid
of Khafra, though to do so he must pass even closer to the pursuers.
Temu saw this and stared, then muttering, “Faith! Have faith!” bounded
after him.
For a moment the soldiers halted, thinking that they were coming to
surrender, but when they saw the pair speed past them they began to
run again. Khian, followed by the long-legged Temu, sped along the
south face of the great pile and, as their pursuers reached it from
the west, were just seen turning the corner of the east face. So
swiftly did Khian and Temu run that when the soldiers reached this
east face they lost sight of them, who already were speeding along the
north face, and not knowing which way they had gone, waited till the
tracker came up to guide them by his art.
Meanwhile Khian, rushing along the north face, sought with his eyes
for that fallen block of stone which marked where it must be mounted.
There were many such blocks, but at last he saw this one and knew it
again. Calling to Temu to keep close, he began to scale the pyramid,
which to him was easy.
“Ye gods! am I a goat?” gasped Temu. “Well, faith, faith!” and up he
went as best he could. Once he would have fallen, but Khian, glancing
back, saw and caught him by the hair.
Which was the course of stones? He had found no time to count them as
he climbed and each was like to the other. He thought that he must
have over-shot it and stopped, trying to remember all that Nefra had
told and shown him. Whilst he stood thus, suddenly as though by magic
a great block of marble stirred and swung round in front of him,
revealing the mouth of the passage beyond, in which he saw a light
burning. Not staying to think how this marvel came about, he leapt
into the hole dragging Temu after him, for now the tracker had rounded
the corner and, though still far away, had caught sight of them on the
side of the pyramid, though this afterwards the soldiers would not
believe. Therefore, guessing by the shouting of the man that they had
been seen, in went Khian, though to what fate he did not know, since
he could not guess how the swinging block had opened of itself and
feared some snare.
Scarcely had they passed the stone when it closed as swiftly and
silently as it had opened, and he heard the clank of the bar. Then
panting he turned to look about him and by the faint light of the lamp
that was far off, perceived a figure standing in the mouth of the
recess which Nefra had shown him was used as a storehouse. The figure
came forward, bowing.
“Welcome, Lord,” it said. “Wonderful is the wisdom of the Prophets of
the Dawn, for they warned me that you might return here thus about
this time, and therefore I kept good watch.”
Now as his eyes grew accustomed to the light Khian knew the man again
to be no other than that sheik who had taught him to climb the
pyramids and was called their Captain.
“How could you watch through a stone wall, Friend?” he asked, amazed.
“Oh! easily enough, Lord. Come here and I will show you. Now lie down
on the floor and look through that hole, or if you would see higher
up, through that one.”
Khian obeyed and perceived that the holes were tubes which ran
slantwise to the face of the pyramid, so cunningly contrived that a
watcher within could see what was passing at its base, or if he used
others, farther away. Thus Khian saw the soldiers arrive panting and
the black tracker with many wavings of his arms, explaining to them
that the fugitives had run up the pyramid. This tale seemed to make
their captain angry--for clearly he believed it to be a lie--so angry
that he struck the tracker with the handle of his spear, whereon the
man grew sullen, as negroes do who are beaten unjustly, and throwing
himself on to the sand would say no more. After this the soldiers
began to search for themselves. Some of them even began to climb the
side of the pyramid, till one of them rolled down and hurt himself and
was carried away groaning. Then others of them went on and vanished,
to hunt among the tombs beyond, or so Khian supposed. But the Captain
and some officers sat down on the sand at the base and took counsel
together, for they were bewildered. So they remained till nightfall
when they lit a fire and camped there.
Having seen these things, or certain of them, Khian bade the sheik
tell him what had become of the Brotherhood of the Dawn and why he was
here alone inside the pyramid.
“Lord, this is the story,” answered the man. “Some hours after you had
sailed away down Nile, bearing letters for the King of the North, news
reached the Council of the Dawn. Whence or how it came I do not know
who am not in their secrets; a spy may have brought it or it may have
been revealed from Heaven, I cannot say. At least this happened: all
of the Brotherhood were gathered together; then the women and children
and some men who were too old to travel far were sent away across the
desert southwards in the direction of the other pyramids where is the
burial-place of the Apis bulls, though whether they were to stay there
or go further I did not hear. At least they departed quietly that very
night, and next morning had vanished, doubtless to seek shelter with
friends of the Order in some appointed place where they will be safe.”
“But what happened to the Lady Nefra and the rest, Captain?”
“Lord, all that night they made preparations, and the next morning
before the dawn they started eastwards, bearing with them tents and
much provision laden upon asses. Also they took a mummy case from the
burial vault, which I understood contained the embalmed body of that
queen who was the mother of our Lady Nefra. Only one remained behind,
save myself, and that was the holy prophet Roy.”
“Why did you not go also, Sheik?”
“For two reasons, Lord. First because the Captain of the Pyramids is
sworn, whatever chances, never to leave them. Here my forefathers have
lived and died for countless generations, and here my descendants will
live and die till the sun ceases to rise or the pyramids crumble into
dust. This is promised to our race so long as we guard them and keep
our trust, but if we break it, then it is promised that our family
will die out.”
“You give a good reason for staying where you are, though in danger
and loneliness, Sheik.”
“Yes, Lord, and there is a second, just as good. Before she went the
Lady Nefra sent for me and, speaking as Queen, laid her commands upon
me. These were that I should forthwith see to it that the tomb chamber
in this Pyramid of Ur, of which like her I had the secret, was full
provisioned with food, fresh water, wine, oil, means of making fire,
and all other needful things. That this done, I should take up my
abode here and watch all that passed, and if you came, for, Lord, she
seemed to be sure that you would come, that I should hide you in the
pyramid and tend you there, thus protecting you from all foes.
Moreover, she commanded me, as also did the Lord Tau, to tell you that
she with all the Brotherhood had fled to Babylon, there to seek the
aid of her grandsire, the great King Ditanah, who it seems still lives
and had sent messengers to greet her as Queen of Egypt and, if need
were, to guide her and all her company to Babylon where, it is
believed, he will give her a great army to make war upon Apepi and to
establish her upon the throne of Egypt. She said also that I was to
bid you, so soon as you could escape, to fly to Babylon where you
would find shelter from the wrath of Apepi.”
“I thank the Queen for her messages and forethought,” said Khian,
“though how she learned that I was fated to revisit this place, I
cannot guess.”
“I think that the holy prophet Roy knew and told her, Lord, for to him
at the last the future seemed to be as open as the present, the only
difference being that he saw the one with the eyes of his soul and the
other with the eyes of his body.”
“Mayhap, Sheik. But how comes it that Roy sits dead in the temple
hall? Do you know aught of his end?”
“Lord, I know everything. I was present when, after the departure of
the aged, the women, and the children, the Prophet summoned all the
Order before him in the great hall, and with them Nefra the Queen and
the Lord Tau. There he addressed them in wonderful words, telling them
that they must make the journey to Babylon without him as now he was
too old to travel. They answered that they would bear him with them in
a litter; but he shook his head, saying:
“‘Not so, the time has come for me to die to this world and to pass to
another whence I will watch over you and where I will await you all
when your hours are fulfilled. Here, then, I bide till I am called
away.’
“Then while they wept he called Tau to him and, causing him to kneel,
with secret and mystical words ordained him to be Prophet of the Order
of the Dawn after him, giving him authority over the bodies and souls
of men, after which he breathed upon and kissed him. Next he summoned
our Lady Nefra, the Queen, and bade her be of a good heart, since it
was given to him to know that all things should befall according to
her desire, and that, however great his dangers, he whom she loved
would be protected and brought back to her at last. Then he kissed and
blessed her also, and after her he blessed all the Order, those of the
Council by name, charging them to guard its secrets and to keep its
doctrines to which they were sworn, pure and undefiled. Moreover,
should they shed blood in pursuit of its righteous aims and in defence
of their Queen and sister, he absolved them of its guilt, saying that
sometimes war was necessary to peace, but that when war was ended,
they must show mercy and become poor and humble as before. After this
he dismissed them, nor would he speak with any of them again, save to
give Tau a writing for the King of Babylon, and another writing
addressed to all the members of the Order throughout the world.”
“And what happened then, Sheik?”
“Then, Lord, they bent the knee to him one by one and went away, who
by dawn were marching for Babylon. When all had gone Roy looked up
and, perceiving me left alone, asked why I was not with them. I told
him what I have told you, and he said that it was well and that I must
tend him till his death. After this he left the throne and laid him
down in a chamber near at hand, and there I visited him night and
morning, for all the day I was busy preparing this place to which I
carried food and water and the rest from the temple stores and, lest I
should be seen, hid them here in the hours of darkness. I think it was
on the fourth afternoon from the departure of the Brotherhood that,
all my tasks being finished, I went to the holy Prophet to give him
water to drink, for now he would touch no food. He drank and commanded
me to help him to rise and to array him in all his priestly garments.
Then at his bidding I led him to the hall and sat him down on the
throne with his rod of office in his hand.
“‘Hearken,’ he said to me. ‘Our foes come, thinking to destroy us
according to the command of Apepi. I see them landing on the shore; I
see the shining of their spears. Man and brother, hide you there and
watch, knowing that no harm shall come to you, and afterwards go do as
you were bidden.’ Now, as the Brother Temu will know if you do not,
Lord, all the temple yonder is full of places where only fire or
hammers could find a man, into the secrets of which we of the Order
have been instructed in case of need. To one of these I went and hid
myself, but a little way from the platform on which Roy sat, nor would
any have guessed that the calm statue of an ancient god held a living
man who could see all through its hollow eyes of stone.
“A while went by, perhaps an hour, for when I came into the temple the
sun was still high, but now its beams, striking through the western
window-place, began to fall upon Roy and the throne upon which he sat,
in shafts of light that clothed him in a robe of flame. Suddenly the
silence was broken by sounds that grew ever nearer, sounds of running
feet, sounds of rude voices shouting.
“‘Here is the path,’ they shouted. ‘Here is the nest of the white rats
of the Dawn, who soon shall be red. Now let us see if their spells can
turn Pharaoh’s spears.’
“Roaring such words as these, a mob of soldiers burst into the hall
through the great entrance, glittering with armour and with lifted
swords. The silence of the ancient place seemed to strike and chill
them, for their tumult ceased, and after a pause they came on slowly,
clinging together like bees. Then it was, Lord, that the red rays of
the westering sun fell full upon Roy, revealing him seated,
white-robed, upon the throne, his golden-headed staff held like a
sceptre in his hand. They stared, they halted.
“‘It is a spirit!’ cried one.
“‘Nay, it is the god Osiris holding the Rod of Power,’ answered
another.
“The officers consulted together doubtfully, till some captain who was
bolder than the rest said:
“‘Shall we be frightened by magic tricks? Let us look.’
“He marched up the hall followed by others, and halted in front of the
platform.
“‘This old god is dead,’ he cried. ‘Do you fear a dead god, Comrades?’
“Now Roy spoke in a hollow echoing voice, saying:
“‘What is life and what is death? And how know you the difference
between a dead and a living god, O Violator of Sanctuaries?’
“The officer heard and fell back, but made no answer, for he was
afraid.
“‘What seek you in this holy place, O men of blood, and who sent you
here?’ went on Roy.
“Then the officer found courage to answer.
“‘Apepi the Pharaoh, whose servants we are, sent us, and our mission
is to capture Nefra, the daughter of Kheperra, once King of the South,
and to put to the sword the company of the Priests of the Dawn.’
“‘Capture Nefra, the anointed Queen of the Two Lands, if you can find
her, Man, and put the priests of the Order of the Dawn to the sword,
if you can find them. Search the tombs and search the desert, and when
you find them put them to the sword, and bear back the heads of the
dead to Apepi, the Shepherd dog whom you call a king, and with them
the living beauty of Nefra, her Majesty of Egypt.’
“They made no answer and Roy went on:
“‘Search, search, to find naught but wind and sand. Search till the
Sword of God falls upon you, as fall it will.’
“Now, Lord, it would seem as though that officer drew courage out of
the depths of his terrors, for he shouted back:
“‘At least, old Prophet, you are neither God nor his Sword, and for
you there is no need to search. You we will take to Pharaoh Apepi,
that, yet living, he may hang you as a cheat and a wizard above the
gates of Tanis.’
“Now Roy arose from his throne and, terrible to behold, stood in the
fierce light of the setting sun. Slowly he raised his wand and pointed
with it at that officer, saying in a cold, clear voice:
“‘Prophet you name me, and now at the last, if never before, Prophet I
am. Hearken, Man, and bear back my words to your master, the Shepherd
thief Apepi, and lay them to your own heart. It is you and not I who
shall hang from the pylon gate of Tanis. Yea, I see you swinging in
the wind, you who have suffered that flock to escape on which the
Shepherd dog would feed, and must feel his rage, as this Apepi must
feel the wrath of God. Say to him from Roy, the Prophet of the Order
of the Dawn, that death draws near to him, the breaker of oaths, the
seeker of innocent blood, and that soon he shall talk with Roy, not at
Tanis but before the Judgment seat in the Underworld. Say to him that
his armies shall go down before the sword of the Avenger as corn is
reaped by the sickle, and that one whom he would murder shall sit upon
his throne and cherish her whom he desired. Say to him that when he
stood here in this hall disguised as a messenger, I knew him well, but
spared him because his time was not yet and because the humble
Brethren of the Dawn, unlike to the King of the Shepherd pack,
remember the duties of hospitality and do not seek to stain their
hands with the blood of envoys. Say to him, the oath-breaker who would
practise treachery, that he shall drink of the cup of treachery and
that from the evil he has sown others shall reap the harvest of
righteousness and peace.’
“Thus, Lord, spoke Roy and sank back upon the throne.
“‘Seize him!’ shouted the officer. ‘Beat him with rods; torment him
till he tells us where he has hidden the royal Nefra, for ill will be
our welcome at Tanis if we return without her upon whom the King has
set his heart.’
“Now, Lord, very slowly some of the soldiers crept forward, two paces
forward and one back, for they were much afraid. At length they came
to the platform and climbed it. The first of them, not touching him,
stared into the face of the holy Roy, then reeled back, crying:
“‘He is dead! This Prophet is dead; his jaw has fallen!’
“‘Aye,’ answered one in the hall, ‘but his curse lives on. Woe! woe to
Apepi and woe to us who serve him! Woe! Woe!’
“While the cry still echoed from the walls, of a sudden the sun sank
and the hall grew dark. Then, Lord, there arose another cry of ‘Flee!
Flee swiftly ere the curse strikes us in this haunted place.’
“Lord, they turned, they fled. The narrow passages were choked with
them. Some fell and were trampled of their fellows, for I heard their
groans, but these they dragged away, dead or living, I know not which.
Presently all were gone. I crept from my hiding place, I lifted the
hand of the holy Roy. It grew cold and, when I loosed it, fell
heavily; I listened at his heart; it did not beat. Then I followed the
soldiers, and hiding as I know how to do, saw them embark upon their
ships, fighting in their mad haste, and push out into the Nile
although a great wind blew. When I came again at dawn they were all
gone, only I think that some boat had been overturned, for on the
shore were three bodies which I thrust back into the water.
“Such, Lord, was the end of Roy our Master, who now sleeps in the
bosom of Osiris.”
“A strange tale and a terrible,” said Khian.
“Aye,” broke in Temu, “but one in which I see the hand of Heaven. But
if such is the beginning, Prince, what of the end? Ill for Apepi, I
think, and for those who cling to him. Faith! Have faith!”