The Rajput bowed his head in acquiescent silence, and as the fakir

proceeded with his story the trader also regained his composure and

withdrew the covering from his face.

"When the shadows of night fell, the temple made a bonfire that

illuminated the scenes of pillage going on all around. The big idols of

loathly aspect had been thrown down, broken to pieces, and despoiled of

their jewels and the heavy plates of gold that encumbered them. Our

soldiers had swarmed out of the building, past a tank to the houses of

some priests beyond. Not one single custodian of the temple survived,

and I stood alone in the outer courtyard, watching in idle fashion the

tongues of flame licking the beams and rafters and paint-bedaubed walls

of the wrecked edifice.

"Then did my eyes chance to light on a small idol in the passage-way

between the two courtyards of the temple, set in a deep niche, on which

account it had escaped the notice of the despoilers. It was the familiar

elephant-headed idol of the Hindus, Ganapati, as I knew they called him,

their god of wisdom and the remover of obstacles according to their

creed.

"Even as I looked, methought that the eyes of the idol twinkled

knowingly and entreatingly at me. After a moment I saw that this fancy

was but due to the play of the flames on jewels, comprehending which, I

said to myself that the little fat man might perchance be of some

considerable value. So I plucked him from his resting-place, not without

difficulty, for the base of the idol was fastened by iron clamps to the

altar, and only just in time before a surge of fire and smoke swept

through the vestibule. Then, without more ado, I carried forth this

Ganapati, wrapped in a cotton cloth I had gathered from one of the slain

priests, and tied it to the saddle-bow of my horse, which had been

standing tethered under a tree close at hand.

"Thus did it come about that, a full month later, I was seated in my

home, in a secret inner chamber that served me as a treasury, and to

which the only access was through the women's quarters. And before me on

a stool rested the cross-legged figure of the four-armed and

elephant-headed god, fat, complacent, smiling, to all appearance

recovered from the fatigues of a journey of near a hundred leagues and

thoroughly contented amidst his new surroundings. The idol was of

bronze, and the eyes, which at times gave it such life-like semblance,

were clusters of rubies set around with white sapphires.

"And it followed that, day after day, after the siesta hour, I found

myself in the company of this accursed idol--for accursed it came to be,

bringing me misfortunes and ruin, as my story will unfold. No doubt it

was by my own doing that the wrath of Allah was brought down upon my

head. For had not I, a follower of the Prophet, and therefore a despiser

of graven images in every shape or form, come to treat this monstrous

and misshapen creature, half man, half beast, as a sort of familiar,

even greeting him on my entry with the words with which I might have

saluted a living unbeliever, 'May your days be peaceful,' spoken in

goodnatured jest, of course, and without one thought at the time of the

sacrilege of which I was guilty? Yea, I would pat the fat little fellow

on the head, and, when the humour seized me, would show him my hoard of

gold mohurs, even jingle before him a bag of silver rupees, or ask his

opinion on the colour and quality of some gem, speaking words of

foolishness the while, like a child playing with a toy. And when I lay

back on my cushions, sometimes I fancied that the little jewelled eyes

in the elephant head of bronze twinkled at me in merry and friendly

understanding. All which things I have since remembered with bitter

shame.

"But it happened one day that I was in angry mood--some contrary thing

among the women of my household had vexed me. And when I sat brooding

over my trouble, it seemed that the eyes of the Ganapati laughed at me

in mockery. And, angry now at the idol himself, I arose and pressed the

balls of my thumbs on the two scintillating clusters of jewels, as it

were to shut out the gleam of their impertinence, even ready, in my

insane access of wrath, to force them from their sockets as I might have

done with the eyeballs of a slave who had offended me.

"But in a moment all passion faded from my heart. For an extraordinary

thing happened.

"As I pressed with my thumbs, the clicking sound of moving wheels smote

my ear, and the elephant head began slowly to raise itself and revolve

backward on some concealed pivot, forming a gaping opening right across

the body of the Ganapati. And, as the opening gradually widened, by some

devilish contrivance the hammer of a gong concealed within the idol was

set in motion, and there resulted a loud continuous clanging din that

could have been heard at a far distance. Instinctively I thrust my

fingers in my ears to shut out the infernal noise. But after a time the

clangor ceased, and now I observed that the elephant head had moved

completely back on its hinges, and lay at rest, its single tusk raised

aloft. Within the body of the Ganapati a cavity was revealed.

"But before I could explore this, I was distracted by the frightened

outcries of my womenfolk, and I sallied forth to pacify them, and give

assurance that the bell need cause no alarm, it being one I had

purchased in the bazaars with the intent some day to use it as a

protection against thieves--its obvious utility, as I guessed even now.

When all was again at peace I returned to the secret chamber. Everything

was as I had left it a few minutes previously.

"In the hollow body of the bronze idol there lay disclosed to view a

small casket of rock crystal, round and polished, and provided with a

cap of gold. For me to snatch this casket from its hiding-place was the

work of an instant. Straightway I removed the golden lid, and there, in

the smooth, transparent nest of crystal, lay a little heap of gems that

flashed and gleamed like living fire.

"Recovering from my first emotions of astonishment and delight, I poured

forth the treasure into the hollow of my hand, and found it to be a

necklace of diamonds, as I could tell from the dazzling sparkle of the

stones despite their uncommon colour, which was blue, like the vault of

the sky or the eyes of the fair-skinned women of Circassia. Each stone

was cut with many facets, and all were strung together by a delicate

chain of gold, a solitary large stone in the centre, then smaller ones

on either side, each succeeding pair carefully matched as to size, and

constantly diminishing till the last were no bigger than grains of

millet. All the diamonds were of dazzling lustre and of the one uniform

tint, the blue that is so rare, and, as I gazed upon my treasure trove,

well could I believe that not such another necklace existed in any part

of the world, not even in the jewel caskets of the Great Padishah

himself, nor of the Kings of China or of Persia, nor of the Princes of

the Franks, who are reputed to have untold stores of diamonds, rubies,

topazes, and amethysts.

"For a time I was stricken dumb and motionless, from very fear of the

great wealth that reposed in my hollowed palm. Then did I replace the

necklace in its casket, and the casket in its receptacle within the body

of the bronze god, and, grasping the tusk, I drew forward once again the

elephant head, which, at my gentle pressure, rose easily on its pivot,

winding again the clicking wheels as it moved, and finally closing at

its accustomed place with a sharp snap but without any further sounding

of the gong, at which I was well pleased.

"Overcome with varied emotions, I sank down on the carpet, and, gazing

up at the idol, beheld the jewelled eyes once more twinkling at me,

merrily and mockingly.

"After an interval I withdrew from the chamber, securing the padlock on

the outside, and slipping back the artfully concealed panel that hid the

secret doorway from prying intruders. The corridor without led to the

women's quarters, through which I passed, vouchsafing word to no one. It

was only when I had gained the outer courtyard that I drew my breath

freely, and recovered my wonted tranquillity of mind and mien.

"Several days passed before I ventured again to visit the Ganapati, and

this at last I did in the full belief that the whole affair had been

naught but an idle dream. But when I pressed again on the eyes of the

elephant head, there came once more the clicking of wheels, followed by

the clangor of the gong. This I succeeded in muffling somewhat by

throwing a thick cotton quilt, which I had brought for the purpose, over

the figure of the god.

"A minute later I held the necklace of flashing blue diamonds in my

trembling hand. I lingered just long enough to satisfy myself of the

reality of the jewels, of their flawless quality and their matchless

lustre. Then, replacing everything as before, I left the chamber with

the usual precautions, and gained the divan in the vestibule of the

outer courtyard, where I was accustomed to sit and receive my friends.

There I meditated for several hours, and at last had formed a definite

plan.

"Well I knew that to disclose the treasure would mean its instant

surrender to the Nawab, most probably my own doing to death, so that the

new owner of the gems might feel more secure in their possession. To

realize the value of those blue diamonds they must be sold one by one,

or, at most, in separate pairs, and this with infinite care, so as not

to arouse suspicion among the banians who are the traders in precious

stones, and are ever on the outlook to screw the last copper paisa out

of the seller unlawfully trafficking in them. And first of all it would

be necessary for me to gain some true idea as to the value of brilliants

of so rare a hue.

"Three days later I rode into the city of Lahore, and, after seeing to

the wants of my horse, repaired to the bazaar of the Hindu shroffs and

banians. All my actions having been carefully thought out and decided

upon beforehand, I approached with a bold swagger the shop of a

reputable-looking banian, and, in the usual manner of business, took my

seat cross-legged before him. Two other merchants were seated near by,

but to them I gave no heed.

"After some desultory conversation with the owner of the shop, I

unloosed my waistband, and drew therefrom a tiny piece of silk stuff, in

whose folds were wrapped two of the smallest of the blue diamonds, a

pair, which I had carefully detached from the necklace before setting

forth on my journey. These I placed in the banian's hand, and I waited,

with all proper patience, while he carefully examined them. His face

gave no sign as at last he laid the gems on the lap of his robe. With

this I extended my right hand, and thrust it into his right hand,

covering both with the loosened end of my waistband, so that he could

tell me the price he was willing to pay by the secret pressure on my

fingers that would reveal to me the value he had set on the stones

without disclosing it to the rival traders seated at our side.

"But to my surprise his hand remained absolutely impassive, giving no

response to my movement of inquiry. Then, looking again into the

banian's eyes, I detected there a strange menacing look that greatly

perturbed me. As his fingers were still limp over mine, signifying

unmistakably that there was no willingness to buy, I hastened to

withdraw my hand, and, retying my little package, restored it to its

place of security. After I had adjusted my waistband, again we spoke

some tittle-tattle of the hour before I arose and, with a courteous

salaam, took my departure.

"Glancing back from a short distance, I saw the three banians in close

colloquy and eagerly gesticulating. Thoroughly alarmed now, and feeling

sure that they had recognized the blue diamonds as the spoil of one of

their temples, I made all speed to regain the caravanserai where my

horse had been bestowed, and, offering no explanation of my hurried

departure, immediately rode from the city. Gaining the open country, I

gave rein to my horse, although I took the precaution of making a detour

before I finally struck out in the direction of my home.

"Before nightfall of the succeeding day I had regained my house, and had

replaced the detached stones on the necklace by the little golden hooks

that formed their fastenings. With all speed I quitted the presence of

the Ganapati, vowing that I would make no more attempt for the present

to dispose of the treasure hidden in his entrails.

"A full month had elapsed, and I had ceased to give my exclusive

thoughts to the necklace of blue diamonds; for the harvest time was

approaching, and I had to make arrangements for the garnering of my

crops. My house was in the open country, half a league or so from the

nearest village. It was the evening hour, and I was seated in the

vestibule of the outer courtyard, having just dismissed the head reaper

with whom I had come to terms for the services of himself and his

fellows in the fields of grain.

"Glancing along the road I descried what I took to be a band of

travelling yogis, in rags, unkempt, some hobbling on crutches. But as I

was accustomed to treat with contempt such Hindu beggars, I gave no

special heed to their approach.

"All of a sudden, however, when within less than a bow shot of the

house, the pretended yogis raised a loud and terrifying yell, and rushed

toward me, brandishing staves and daggers. Then did I realize that I was

in the presence of a gang of armed dacoits. Before I could summon help,

I was mercilessly beaten over the head with bludgeons; after which I was

bound hand and foot, and thrown face downward on the divan on which I

had been seated. I could hear the sound of a scuffle in the courtyard,

and the dying scream of the eunuch who guarded the entrance to the

women's apartments, rising high above the frightened cries of my two

wives and the children and of the female slaves who attended them. Then,

because of the grievous blows that had assailed me, as well as the agony

of my mind, consciousness fled, and I lay like one dead unto the world.

"It must have been hours before I was awakened from this stupor, for the

moon was riding high in the heavens. Over me was bending the demoniac

face of a Hindu priest, a worshipper of Siva as I knew from the caste

marks on his forehead.

"'Where is the Ganapati?' he hissed in my ear. 'It is that which we

want. We will spare your life if you surrender the stolen god and the

blue diamonds.'

"Instantly great joy surged through my heart, for I knew that, whatever

other evil fortune had befallen, my secret treasure chamber had not been

discovered. And with this joy came the determination that I would rather

die than surrender the necklace of blue diamonds, or allow the mocking

elephant-headed god to be returned to his place of honour before a crowd

of idolatrous worshippers.

"I shall not recount the details of that terrible night. I need but say

that I was tortured in a dozen different ways--the soles of my feet were

burned with hot embers, the flesh of my thighs was pierced with daggers,

I was beaten all over with clubs, and when I lost my senses for a spell

I was revived by chatties of cold water being dashed on my face. But I

never spoke a word. The very spirit of Shaitan had entered into my soul;

if they were devils, then was I the prince of devils in my resolve to

defy them.

"I was but faintly conscious of my surroundings, when I heard a

whispered colloquy among the priests disguised as robbers.

"'We must not kill him,' I heard one voice say. 'Only if he lives shall

we recover the Ganapati.'

"Then also I heard some faint cries from afar off, from the village,

showing that the dacoits were discovered, and that courage was being

mustered for some attempt to drive them away.

"After a moment the same priest who had addressed me before bent his

face once again over mine.

"'Listen, you Moslem son of a pig,' he hissed in my ear. 'Three more

warnings will be given to you, and if these do not succeed in making you

restore the Ganapati and the jewels then assuredly will you die. You

know whence you stole it. Take back the idol to Ferishtapur, or go to

the nethermost hell to which you belong.'

"With that he slapped my face again and again, with a slipper taken from

his foot, and, writhing in my bonds, I was powerless to revenge, even at

the cost of my life, this crowning and abominable insult.

"I must have swooned once more, for dawn was breaking when the craven

villagers, satisfied that the robbers and murderers had departed, at

last arrived upon the scene, and, loosening the thongs that bound me,

re-awakened me to consciousness of my pitiful plight.

"My womenfolk and my three children were uninjured. I found them,

cowering and terrified, in an inner chamber. But the infidels had

searched every room in their quarters, scattering the contents of chests

on the floors. And at sight of this vile desecration the iron of revenge

even then entered into my soul.

"The eunuch lay dead in the vestibule leading to the harem. My other

servants, who had happened to be outside the house at the time of the

assault, had fled, and in the shame of their desertion never again dared

to show their faces in my presence. The kotwal of the district made an

investigation, but I held my own counsel, and spoke not one word about

the Ganapati or the blue diamonds. So the outrage was set down as the

work of dacoits, and although in point of fact nothing had been stolen I

felt no call on me to disturb this finding of the magistrate.

"About a week later a new disaster overtook me. In the full light of

day, when a breeze happened to be blowing, my standing crops were

burned, and my fields left a blackened wilderness. By whose hand the

fire-brand had been applied, no man could tell. An accident, or the

first of the promised warnings?--this I asked myself, and I strove hard

to believe that it was ill-luck and nothing more.

"Another full week passed, and I began to hope that the threatened

persecution had indeed been abandoned. Recovered from my wounds and

bruises, I was able now to be out and about again, endeavouring to

restore order to my troubled affairs. One afternoon on my home-coming, I

found the women lamenting with loud outcries over the body of my eldest

son, a lad of seven years. Unseen by any of the household he had been

knocked down on the road and crushed under the wheels of a heavy wagon

that was travelling past.

"That night, when his poor little body was being made ready for burial,

my elder wife, his mother, led me to the side of the bier. Uncovering

the child's shoulder, she showed me a strange mark, as if branded upon

the flesh by a hot iron. In the red, angry lines I had no difficulty in

tracing the head of a bull, the sacred mark of Siva. I said nothing,

and indeed commanded my wife to hold her peace.

"I knew now that this cruel calamity was indeed a warning from the

accursed priesthood, who had not even scrupled to murder an innocent

child so that they might wreak their vengeance on me or break my will.

"But, if I had been determined before, ten times more now was I resolved

never to yield. No cowardly surrender could bring me back my child. The

boy was dead, and what was done could not be undone, for the will of God

is eternal.

"That very night I visited the Ganapati, and in the frenzy of my bitter

grief and righteous wrath I swore, with clenched fist shaken before his

twinkling eyeballs, that I would break him into pieces, throw the blue

diamonds into a fire of charcoal, and myself die, rather than restore

him to the infidels who had destroyed my happiness and my home.

"The next blow fell swifter than ever. Only four days had passed when

the bereaved mother, who had refused to be consoled for the death of her

only child, was found drowned at the bottom of the well in the harem

garden. The household was plunged in lamentation over her pitiful act of

self-destruction, and now I became vaguely conscious that friends and

neighbours, as well as servants, were looking at me askance, and were

beginning to shun my presence as if a curse had fallen upon my head.

"It was at the funeral ceremonies of my wife that I was first made

pointedly to feel that there rested over me the suspicion of some

terrible crime that had drawn down the special wrath of Allah. Standing

in isolation, at a time when my sorrowing heart yearned for brotherly

comfort, I realized that already I was an outcast from among my own

people, one whom they deemed to be marked by heaven for special

vengeance, a moral leper, a menace to the community, to be shunned for

all time by his fellow men.

"And there and then I made up my mind to flee secretly to another

country, sending later for my surviving wife and children, abandoning

all my other possessions in the shape of land and cattle and accumulated

stores, but clinging to the blue diamonds which would yet bring me

riches out of all proportion to those of which fate was robbing me at

the present time.

"For the third and final warning had passed, although no one but myself

had thought of my wife's death otherwise than as a case of

grief-demented suicide.

"But, as she had lain on her bier, I had looked secretly, and had found

the brand of the bull on her shoulder blade, just as she had found it on

that of her murdered boy. Allah alone knows how this last crime was

wrought--how access to the women's quarters had been gained, and how the

fatal seal of Siva had been impressed upon her flesh before she had been

flung into the well.

"To me has this ever remained a mystery of mysteries.

"So the three warnings had been delivered--the burning of my crops, the

slaying of my child, the drowning of my wife. Unless by the morrow I

made signs of submission by taking the road to Ferishtapur, there to

surrender the Ganapati, it would assuredly be upon myself that the sword

of fate would next descend.

"That very night of the funeral, after securely barricading the outer

gates of the house, I locked myself in the treasure chamber. Not a

servant had remained in the home upon which the curse of God had

descended; even the two women slaves had fled in the dusk of the

evening, gone, I knew not whither, and now I little cared. My surviving

wife and children, tiny infants, a girl and a boy, were asleep in an

inner room; I had glanced at their slumbering forms when passing to the

corridor that led to the secret doorway.

"I lost no time in beginning my preparations for departure. First of all

I unlocked my strong box, and drew therefrom a small sack of gold

mohurs, and another of gold pagodas, also sundry family jewels, armlets

and necklets of gold, gemmed rings, and other trinkets of price. All

these I tied tightly in a cotton cloth, forming a package that I could

conveniently and without undue attention carry at my saddle-bow or in my

hand. The bags of silver money, likewise the store of silver bangles, I

would leave behind; they were cumbersome, and moreover they would serve

to meet the necessities of my wife and children during our period of

severance.

"Then I turned to the Ganapati, and after swathing him as before in the

cotton quilt, so as to deaden the sound of the gong, with my hands

beneath the covering I pressed upon the jewelled eyeballs. I had not

gazed upon the blue diamonds since the day when I had restored the two

stones shown to the banian merchant in Lahore. As the wheels now clicked

and the muffled bell commenced its dulled clangor, the uneasy thought

came to my mind that perhaps the treasure had in the interval been

spirited away by some devilish jugglery. But when at last silence fell,

and I whipped the cloth aside, there reposed the crystal casket, and,

the lid of gold removed, my eyes fastened with grim satisfaction upon

the clustered heap of gems, gleaming in the light of my tiny oil lamp

like drops of rain in a flash of lightning.

"Assured of their safety, I pressed down the cap on the casket, and

bound the crystal ball securely in my waistband.

"Then I turned round to seize an iron hammer which I had brought with me

for the deliberate purpose of smashing the accursed idol to pieces,

partly in revenge, partly to secure the bejewelled eyeballs. But at that

very moment I became possessed with the notion that I was not alone in

the room. My heart beat wildly, and I raised aloft the little lamp.

Nothing but four bare walls, and not even a window through which an

enemy might be peering!

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