CHAPTER XXIII

VULPIA

THE only chance of restraining and correcting these furious scenes of

debate, and preventing them from ending in complete annihilation of the

Jabberoons, was to turn the inhabitants of a neighbouring island loose

upon them. These were the Vulpians, exiles from the rest of the

archipelago for over-astuteness in diplomacy. They were hated by the

Jabberoons as the most deadly enemies they could encounter; for they

exploited their loquacious neighbours in the most heartless and

shameless way. For years they had been almost enraged at the simplicity

with which these orators fell into their snares. They would go over in

troops, and each fleece his man of all his goods, if not of his wife and

daughters, without making him feel anything but gratitude at his

friendship and patronage. Time after time these expeditions had gone

unsuspected. These wily flatterers would insinuate themselves into the

good-will of the Jabberoons and leave them naked, and yet with the sense

of having received unmeasured favours and advantages. They fooled their

victims to the top of their bent, applauding their feeblest gabble as

matchless eloquence and persuading them by their attitude of admiration

and their ambiguous phrases that they had only to go out into the world

to have it at their feet. They had but to listen in silence or with an

occasional cunning question or implication of reverence and enjoyment in

order to get the orators to accede to all their requests or desires.

The game was laughably simple and unworthy of the great powers of the

Vulpians. But, as years went on, a sense of being cheated of what they

had earned by hard and repulsive work grew in the minds of the

Jabberoons underneath the soothing flattery. They became uneasy and

timid at first, and afterwards furiously hostile to Vulpian approaches.

Though they were passionate for listeners and for flattering applause,

whether loud or silent, they rose in a body whenever they saw a Vulpian

expedition near their shores. Nothing so united them or so froze them

into taciturnity and action as the appearance of boats from the

neighbouring isle. Yet they were exploited and fleeced as much as they

had been willing to be before. A stranger would land on the opposite

side of Jabberoo, and rouse them into still greater fury against the

Vulpians; he would head them in their attack on the expedition. In the

enthusiasm of victory he would persuade them to provision their own

fleet and sail out to the conquest of the other islands of the

archipelago. As a preliminary they made first for Vulpia, which, they

were convinced, would fall an easy prey to their prowess. It ended in

their tumbling into the trap laid for them. Their fleet was piloted on

to shallows, where it had to be abandoned, and their enemies kindly

ferried them back to their homes. The supplies for the long voyage of

conquest were secured by the Vulpians; and their temporary leader

vanished, no one knew whither.

That was one of the Vulpian methods of warfare; but they had the

astuteness never to use any one too often; and, as the Jabberoons began

to feel dupe written broadly over their natures, their neighbours had to

exercise to the full their mania for diplomacy. Their schemes for

deceiving them were absurdly labyrinthine, till at last even the

simplest of the Jabberoons could entangle them in their own deceits.

They generally aimed so far ahead of their machinery that it was the

easiest thing in the world to cut the connection and bring the scheme to

naught; in fact, so far-seeing in their diplomacy did they become that

the mere development of events often destroyed the interest in their

aim.

Amongst themselves the Vulpians had long ago reached this point. They

were so astute and so elaborate and far-seeing in their schemes for

attaining even the most trivial object in life that they ceased to vex

themselves about the lives of each other. No one ever thought of finding

out the purpose of his neighbour’s moling and undermining. They grew

weary of the effort after so often discovering the paltry nothing that

lay at the end of the machinations. They took it as their own natural

habit of mind to follow out their aim by many a circumflexion and twist.

At last, if a Vulpian wished to cheat his fellows he adopted the

simplest and most direct way of getting at his object; and he had

reached it whilst they were fumbling in the dark and floundering in a

slough of conjecture and far-reaching guess. It came about that these

born diplomatists acquired in dealing with one another the direct and

simple methods of the most ingenuous people. The homœopathic cure of

lunacy and eccentricity adopted by the archipelago worked its usual

miracle. The caging of men of the same weakness or vice made them sick

of it and resort to its opposite. It was only against a people who were

off their guard that their old diplomacy became a passion in them again.

And Vulpia was one of the favourite hunting-grounds of the wags of the

archipelago. They delighted in sending this nation of cunning

diplomatists on a wrong scent or on a track that would lead them into a

ridiculous position or in pursuit of something they detested. There was

nothing in the world that so pleased the youths of the neighbouring

island of Witlingen.

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