VICTORY, TRIUMPH, AND--THE END.

This grave news created the utmost consternation and dismay among the

Elders and nobles of Bethalia; for they had, almost with one accord,

persisted in believing that at the last moment the savages had shrunk

from the contest. There was, however, one solitary crumb of comfort in

the news that now came almost hourly from the front, which was that,

severely as the Izreelites had suffered, the enemy had suffered ten

times more severely, having been kept completely at arm's length, so

long as the defenders' stock of arrows had lasted, and that it was only

when these had become exhausted that the savages had succeeded in

storming the blockhouses and driving out the defenders. This contained

a lesson that Grosvenor and Dick were quick to profit by, and no sooner

did the news come to hand than every available person was set to work

manufacturing arrows, thousands of which were daily dispatched to the

front.

Thus far the two Englishmen had remained at Bethalia, receiving news and

directing operations from there, at the urgent request of the Elders;

but as intelligence continued to arrive from the front reporting the

presence of the enemy in overwhelming numbers, and the retirement of

garrison after garrison, with details of terrific fighting in every

direction, it was not to be supposed that Dick and Grosvenor would

consent to remain tamely pent up in the city, while the chance of their

lives was beckoning them from a distance that could now be covered on

horseback in a couple of days' smart riding. They consequently induced

the armourers of the town to knock them out a couple of makeshift

sabres, which they intended to take with them in addition to their

revolvers and magazine rifles, and announced their intention of

proceeding forthwith to the front.

But had a bombshell exploded and blown to pieces the temple that formed

the top story of the House of Legislature, or unroofed the palace, it

could scarcely have produced a more tremendous effect, or created

greater consternation, than did this simple announcement. The Elders

were convinced that if the guiding spirits of the campaign were ever

permitted to take the field they would inevitably be slain and the end

of all things would come. The nobles were animated by pretty much the

same uncomfortable conviction; and as for the Queen, when, despite the

remonstrances and entreaties of the Elders and nobles, Dick and

Grosvenor presented themselves at the palace to bid Her Majesty

farewell, she promptly ordered the arrest of the pair, and gave them

their choice of being confined close prisoners, or pledging their word

of honour to abandon their intention! It was in vain that the culprits

pleaded, argued, and drew the most harrowing pictures of what must

inevitably happen if they were not allowed to proceed to the front and

personally supervise operations. The Queen turned a deaf ear to all

that they said; positively refused to give her consent; entreated and

upbraided in her turn; and, finally, bursting into a passion of tears,

declared that if anything were to happen to Phil she would die! At

which statement Grosvenor incontinently took the young lady in his arms,

kissed her, soothed her back into self-possession again, and vowed with

ardour that if that was how she felt about it he was more than content

to remain behind and look after her, provided that she would allow Dick

to go. To which compromise she at once smilingly assented. For such is

the selfishness of lovers!

The murder was out at last, and the precise thing had happened which

Dick had foreseen, and had vowed to prevent, if possible, because of the

terrible complications which, as he believed, must inevitably ensue.

These two had fallen in love with each other, and the chances were that,

as soon as the news reached the ears of the already jealous nobles,

Grosvenor and Dick would be "removed", either openly or privately, while

the Queen would at once be ruthlessly forced into the kind of marriage

that she had all along regarded with such utter dread and detestation.

Here was a pretty kettle of fish! and occurring, too, at such a terribly

inopportune moment. Yet, as Dick moodily reflected, while being ferried

across to the mainland in one of Grosvenor's new, fast-sailing cutters,

perhaps the moment might not be so very inopportune after all. It was a

fact that, under the able leadership of Mokatto, the savages were

pressing Izreel as it had never before been pressed within its recorded

history. Izreel was now literally fighting for its life, its very

existence; and if, through the help of the two Englishmen, the country

should by any chance win out and achieve a decisive victory over her

combined enemies, it was just possible that gratitude, that rarest of

human sentiments, might take the form of forgiveness, if nothing more;

in which case there was perhaps a bare possibility that Grosvenor and

Dick might be released from their oath and permitted to return to their

own country. But it was doubtful, Dick decided, very doubtful; and his

meditations assumed a distinctly gloomy tone as, having arrived on the

mainland, he hunted up Mafuta and explained to that jubilant savage that

they were about to proceed to the front and take part in the fighting.

To attempt anything even remotely resembling a detailed account of Dick

Maitland's adventures during the ensuing three weeks would be

impossible, for they were numerous and exciting enough to demand an

entire volume to do justice to them. It must suffice to say that during

that eventful period the youngster saw enough fighting to satisfy him

for the remainder of his life--desperate, ferocious, hand-to-hand

fighting, in which neither side ever dreamed of asking or giving

quarter, in which a disabling wound was immediately followed by death

upon the spear-points of the enemy, and the salient characteristics of

which were continuous ear-splitting yells, the shrill whistling of the

savages, the rumbling thunder of thousands of fiercely rushing feet,

blinding clouds of dust through which there appeared a phantasmagoria of

ferocious countenances, gnashing teeth, glaring eyeballs, the ruddy

flash of ensanguined spear-points, hurtling knobkerries and whirling

war-clubs, upthrown arms, clenched fists, reeling bodies, the shout of

triumph and the short, quick gasp that followed the home-thrust of the

stabbing spear. This was the kind of thing that marked the end of each

day's fight when, the stock of the Izreelites, arrows being exhausted,

it became necessary at last to evacuate a stubbornly held position and

to retire before the overwhelming hordes of savages that, despite the

frightful losses sustained by them in the course of each day's fighting,

seemed daily to increase in numbers as the encircling cloud of them

contracted with the daily retirement of the defenders towards the lake.

As for Dick, he seemed to bear a charmed life; for although he

fearlessly exposed himself, day after day, wherever the fighting

happened to be fiercest and most stubborn, he had thus far received no

hurt more serious than a mere scratch or two, and a rather severe

contusion from the blow of a knobkerrie that had all but unhorsed him;

but this immunity may have been due, at least in part, to the fact that

Mafuta was always unobtrusively close at hand, ready to guard his

beloved young master, ay, and even to lay down his life for him, if

necessary.

Those were strenuous days indeed for all concerned, and especially for

the defenders; for the fighting usually began with the dawn, and

continued all through the day as long as there was light enough to

distinguish friend from foe; while, so far as the Izreelites were

concerned, they were obliged to maintain a watch all through the hours

of darkness, in order to be prepared for the surprise night attacks

which the savages sprang upon them from time to time, with the obvious

purpose of exhausting the defenders' strength.

But while Mokatto and the other savage kings who had thrown in their lot

with him for the purpose of "eating up" the Izreelites, and partitioning

their country, were solacing themselves with the assurance that, despite

their frightful daily losses in men, they were winning all along the

line, Dick was artfully drawing them after him into the heart of the

chain of mountains that encircled the lake and the island city of

Bethalia. These mountains, or hills rather--for they were scarcely

lofty enough to be worthy of the more imposing appellation--were of an

exceptionally rugged and precipitous character, to such an extent,

indeed, that they were absolutely impassable except at four points,

where the natural features had been so far improved upon that passes of

a sort--narrow ledges for the most part, bounded on one side by a

vertical, unclimbable face of rock and upon the other by an appalling

chasm--had been painfully hewn out of the stubborn granite; and it was

in the direction of these four passes that young Maitland was now

retiring in excellent order, and enticing the enemy to follow him. For

it was in these passes that he expected to win the victory which he

intended to convert finally into a complete, disastrous, panic-stricken

rout of the enemy. To this end he had already made certain

preparations, for news of the completion of which he was anxiously

waiting. And at length the news came; whereupon, having dispatched to

the commanders at the other three points identical sets of instructions,

of a sufficiently elastic character to leave plenty of scope for

initiative on the part of the leaders, he summoned the commanders of his

own division to his tent as soon as the day's fighting was over, and,

having carefully and fully explained his plans to them, gave them

explicit instructions regarding their conduct upon the following day,

and dismissed them. Then, mounting his tired horse, Dick rode off up

the pass at a foot-pace, closely followed by the faithful Mafuta, who,

dog-tired though he was after many long days of strenuous fighting,

chuckled grimly as his young master unfolded his plan of campaign.

The fighting which began with dawn upon the following morning was of a

somewhat different character from that of the preceding days; for

hitherto the Izreelites had always begun the day behind the shelter of

stone walls of some sort, from which it had taken the best part of the

day to dislodge them, and from which, when dislodged, they had been wont

to retreat in more or less good order to the next stronghold in their

rear. But now the last of these fortified positions had been abandoned

and the Izreelite armies had retired--or been driven back, as the enemy

firmly believed--into the mouths of the four passes which led across the

hills to the lake and Bethalia. They had not only entered the mouths of

the passes, but had retired into them, until they had reached certain

spots where the natural configuration of the surrounding hills was of

such a character as to constitute the position a natural fortress

capable of being held and defended by a comparatively small body of men;

and here they halted and lighted their watch fires. The enemy also

halted, about half a mile lower down the pass, and, as soon as it was

dark, sent out a number of scouts with instructions to search for a way

by which the savages might slip past during the night, and get round to

the rear of the Izreelites. Some of those scouts never returned to

their camp; those who did reported that the task assigned to them had

proved an impossible one, for that, after climbing laboriously and at

the risk of their necks for varying distances, they had all, without

exception, arrived at a point where farther progress was impossible and

retreat scarcely less so. Meanwhile, the Izreelite watch fires, the

foremost line of which happened to be at a turn of the pass, just where

they were well within sight of the enemy, were kept brilliantly burning

all through the night, evidencing an untiring vigilance on the part of

the Izreelite outposts, who could be seen, by the light of the fires,

moving about from time to time.

But when at length the first rays of the morning sun smote the topmost

ridges of the hills and came stealing down their sides, arousing the

combatants to another day of sanguinary strife, behold! there were no

Izreelites to be seen in the neighbourhood of the still briskly blazing

fires, nor could the fresh scouts which were promptly sent out find any

trace of them. Then Mokatto, suspecting an ambush, sent forward other

scouts, in relays, with orders to advance up the pass--each relay

keeping the one next before it in sight--until the leading band should

regain touch with the enemy, when a single scout was to return with the

intelligence. But, strange to say, the single scout did not return; and

when at length the fiery chief, losing patience at the absence of all

news, gave orders for a general advance up the pass, the impi who led

the way soon discovered the reason, for they came upon the bodies of

those scouts, one after the other, lying in the narrowing roadway, each

with an arrow through his heart, evidently shot from some spot near at

hand, but quite inaccessible from the roadway itself.

Yet still no enemy was to be seen, no sign of his presence to be

discovered, until Mokatto, leading his contingent and advancing with the

utmost caution, reached the summit of the pass, when he found that the

narrow roadway, at a point where it turned sharply round an elbow, had

been broken down for a distance of some fifty feet, until only space

enough was left for men to pass in single file. And as the first man

essayed the passage of this perilous path and attempted to work his

precarious way round the perpendicular buttress of rock that formed the

elbow, a spear, wielded by an unseen hand, was observed to dart forward

and bury itself deep in his naked breast, and the next moment he went

hurtling downward off the narrow ledge into the ghastly abyss that

yawned beside him. And as it was with the first man so was it with

those who followed him in the desperate attempt to round that fatal

elbow, until even Mokatto himself, fearless and resolute warrior as he

was, was fain reluctantly to admit that farther progress, by that way at

least, was impossible.

There was nothing for it but to call a halt, and consider what was the

next thing to be done. To advance was impossible; to retreat was

equivalent to an acknowledgment of defeat, which, after the frightful

losses already sustained by the savages, would probably result in them

rising upon their leaders and slaying them in revenge for having

fomented so disastrous a war; while a very brief inspection of their

surroundings sufficed to convince them that nothing without wings could

possibly surmount that vertical rock on the one hand, or descend that

awful precipice on the other. Yet, as they looked, the savage warriors

became aware that somewhere there must be a path to the top of the rock,

for they caught sight first of one, then of another, and then of many

Izreelites peering down upon them from above. Then, suddenly, there

came hurtling down from the summit of the rock, some five hundred feet

above the heads of the savages, a shower of stones, not very big, yet

big enough, falling from that height, to dash a man's brains out, smash

an arm or a leg like a dried twig, or send him reeling off the narrow

pathway to the depths below.

The word was given to retire. There was no other course open to the

invaders, for obviously it was worse than useless to stand huddled

helplessly together upon that narrow pathway and suffer themselves to be

destroyed without the ability to strike a blow in self-defence--and the

retreat down the pass began. Then, with the first rearward movement,

the air, pent in between the rocky walls of that savage gorge, began to

vibrate with a most dreadful outcry of shrieks, shouts, and yells of

dismay and panic; for, as though at some preconcerted signal, a

devastating shower of great boulders came pouring over the crest of the

cliff above the pass, crushing men into unrecognisable fragments or

hurling them by hundreds over the edge of the narrow pathway. Moreover

this state of affairs prevailed not at one isolated spot only, but all

along the road, as far as it was occupied by the battalions of the

savages. There was a moment of helpless confusion, during which those

who were fortunate enough to have escaped the first effects of that

terrible shower stood, stricken motionless and dumb, gazing as in a

dream at the frightful, overwhelming destruction that had come upon them

in that awful gorge. Then blind, raging panic seized upon the

survivors, who turned and fled shrieking down the pass, intent only upon

escaping from the ceaseless pounding of that merciless hail of boulders,

madly fighting for precedence with their equally panic-stricken

comrades, savagely grappling with those who happened to be in front of

them impeding their passage, and either hurling them, or being

themselves hurled, into the ravine that gaped to receive them.

The scene was appalling beyond all possibility of description; it was

not a defeat only, it was not even merely a disastrous rout, it was

practically annihilation; for of the thousands of savages who entered

that pass--that awful death-trap--on that fatal day, only hundreds

emerged from it again; and they were so utterly demoralised and unnerved

with terror that no thought of rallying or making a stand ever entered

their minds; they simply ran blindly ahead until they fell exhausted,

and there lay, absolutely heedless of what might befall them. And as it

was with Mokatto and his legions in the one pass, so was it with the

chiefs and those who followed them in the other three passes; many of

the leaders--Mokatto himself among others--were numbered among the

slain; and there seemed to be nobody to take the lead or to assume

command. The invading armies had been practically wiped out, and the

few survivors had degenerated into a flying, panic-stricken mob

dominated only by the one idea of escape into the comparative safety of

their own land.

As for the Izreelites, infuriated at the wanton invasion of their

country, and fully realising what would have been their own fate had the

savages chanced to have been the victors, they relentlessly pursued the

flying enemy during the whole of their retreat down the passes, and

would doubtless have destroyed them to the very last man had not Dick

personally, and by means of imperative messages persistently reiterated,

stayed the slaughter, by pointing out that the victory was too decisive

and complete for further aggression to ever again become a possibility;

and that a too relentless pursuit of already desperate men could but

result in a further loss of life among the Izreelites themselves. Even

this representation, forcibly as it appealed to a people who regarded

the lives of their men-kind as the most precious possession of the

nation, scarcely sufficed to curb their lust for further slaughter, for

they had become, for the moment, human tigers who, having tasted blood,

abandoned their prey only with the utmost reluctance and with much

savage snarling of discontent and disappointment. But at length the

obvious soundness of Dick's reasoning gained recognition and acceptance

by the Izreelite chiefs, who finally persuaded their followers to

content themselves with the mere ejectment of the insignificant remnants

of the enemy beyond the frontier.

Meanwhile Dick, having paid a flying visit to Bethalia, to satisfy

himself that all was well in that quarter, made arrangements for the

immediate reconstruction of those portions of the roads through the

passes that had been broken down, in order to check the advance of the

invaders. This was temporarily accomplished by the building of rough

bridges across the gaps; but, fully recognising how important a part had

been played by those gaps, he sketched out a scheme whereby they should

be made permanent, spanned by substantial drawbridges, and defended at

the inner extremity by strongly fortified gateways. This scheme he laid

before the Elders, who immediately approved of it, and ultimately the

work was carried out.

But long before that many things had happened. In the first place the

victorious Izreelites, having shepherded the last of the fugitives over

the border, had returned in triumph, each to his own home, and had set

to work to repair the devastation wrought by the fighting on the lands

that lay outside the circle of the protecting hills. This was

considerably less than had been anticipated; for, so certain had Mokatto

and his colleagues been of victory that they had issued the most

stringent orders against any wanton destruction of property, the result

being that such damage as had accrued had only amounted to what was

inevitable in the course of a stubbornly contested fight; and that did

not amount to very much where neither of the combatants possessed guns

or other battering paraphernalia of any description.

The return of the triumphant army to Bethalia was a pageant exceeding in

gorgeousness of display and general enthusiasm anything that had ever

before occurred within the memory of any living inhabitant of the city.

The regular troops were comparatively few in number, every male

Izreelite being armed and liable to be called upon for active service,

should occasion for such service arise; but the paucity of numbers was

an altogether insignificant detail; the one thing that was of

importance, and counted, was that they had fought and signally defeated

a force of overwhelming numerical superiority, and inflicted upon their

immemorial enemy a blow of such crushing severity that a lasting peace

was now assured. Little wonder that the people so recently hag-ridden

with a perpetual fear, that often approached perilously close to panic,

scarcely knew how to give adequate expression to the feeling of joy and

relief that now possessed them, and were just a little inclined to

become extravagantly demonstrative.

The troops, conveyed across from the mainland in boats, and landed at

the one grand flight of steps which afforded the solitary means of

access to the island, were marched through the city to the palace and

the House of Legislature, where they received the thanks of the Queen

and the Elders for their gallantry; and at the last moment it was made

known to Dick--to his secret but profound annoyance and discomfiture--

that nothing would satisfy the populace but that he, as the one hero,

_par excellence_, of the brief but sanguinary war, must head the troops,

mounted on the horse that had carried him so gallantly and well in the

press of battle! He would willingly have avoided the distinction if it

had been possible, and had indeed fully intended to absent himself from

all active participation in the pageant; but a note from Grosvenor,

informing him that the idea had really originated with Queen Myra, and

that Her Majesty would be intensely disappointed if he refused, caused

him good-naturedly to set his own feelings on one side for the nonce and

consent to become a puppet for once in a way. Accordingly he was the

first warrior to pass through the gateway which gave access to the

interior of the town, and as he emerged from the shadow of the arch into

the dazzling sunshine that flooded the streets he was met by a choir of

some sixty young women arrayed in gala attire, crowned with roses, and

wearing garlands of flowers round their necks, who, forming up at the

head of the procession, led the way, some singing a hymn of triumph,

rejoicing, and glorification of the victors, while others accompanied

them on flutes, flageolets, and cymbals. But this was not all. As

Dick, blushing furiously and feeling more uncomfortable than he ever

before remembered, emerged from the gateway, two maidens stepped

forward, one from each side of the way, and while one deftly twined a

garland of roses round the horse's neck, the other, catching the lad's

hand, gently drew him down and caused him to bend in the saddle

sufficiently to permit her to cast a similar garland round his neck!

It was a distinctly embarrassing situation for a modest young Englishman

to find himself in, but as he heard the shouts of greeting and

acclamation that rang out from the throats of the jubilant crowd who

thronged the streets, and realised that all this was but the outward

expression of a very real and deep feeling of gratitude for important

services rendered, he put his embarrassment on one side, and bowed and

smiled his acknowledgments, to the frantic delight of the spectators.

In this fashion, then, the troops paraded the principal streets of the

city, while young girls and tiny children strewed flowers before them in

the roadway, and the populace cheered and applauded, until the spacious

park in which stood the palace and the House of Legislature was reached,

when a halt was called before the principal entrance of the palace,

where the Queen, once more in radiant health, came forth and, in a few

well-chosen words, expressed her fervent gratitude to all the brave men

who had borne themselves so nobly and gallantly in the defence of their

country, winding up with an expression of admiration and sorrow for the

fallen, and of sympathy for those whom the relentless cruelty of war had

bereaved of their nearest and dearest.

Then Malachi and his fellow Elders appeared and pronounced a long

oration of a very similar character, but going somewhat more into

detail. He dwelt particularly upon the fierce, undying animosity with

which the savages of the surrounding nations had regarded the presence

of the Izreelites in the country from time immemorial, reminded his

hearers of the state of almost perpetual warfare in which the nation had

lived through the ages, and described the recent attack as the most

virulent and determined that they had ever experienced, being nothing

less than a carefully elaborated and well-ordered plan for their

complete extermination. Then he touched upon the arrival of the two

young Englishmen in the country, spoke of the law prohibiting the

admission of strangers, and fully explained the reasons which had led to

an exception being made in their case, and congratulated himself and

everybody else upon the happy issue of that exception, going on to say

that but for the warlike knowledge and skill of the visitors, and the

superlative importance of the parts which they had played in planning

and carrying out the scheme of defence, that day of triumph and glory

for Izreel would never have dawned. And he wound up by saying that, in

acknowledgment and recognition of the enormously important and valuable

services which these young men had rendered to the nation, he and his

fellow Elders had felt it to be their duty to recommend the Queen to

confer upon both the honour and distinction accompanying the title of

Princes.

A roar of delighted approval greeted this peroration; and if perchance

there happened to be here and there a noble or two who regarded with

disapprobation the bestowal of this unique honour upon aliens, they were

too prudent to permit that disapprobation to be suspected, in view of

the apparently universal popularity of the act.

The Queen, acutely conscious of the fact that she contemplated a step,

the effect of the announcement of which it was utterly impossible to

foresee, and quick to recognise that the popularity of Grosvenor and

Dick would probably never be greater than it was at that moment,

determined to make the utmost of the opportunity; and, upon the occasion

of the public investiture of the newly created princes, electrified

everybody present by calmly announcing--in a manner which seemed to

suggest that she was doing something which she was certain would meet

with the full and unanimous approval of her people--that it was her

intention to espouse Prince Philip as soon as the necessary preparations

for the ceremony could be made!

The announcement was followed by silence so tense that, to make use of a

much hackneyed expression, one might have heard a pin drop, and it

lasted so long that the Queen grew white to the lips, and her eyes began

to glitter ominously. Was it possible that the nobles--who but for the

military genius of Phil and Dick would now in all probability have been,

with herself, captives in the hands of the savages--were going to show

themselves so selfishly ungrateful as to disapprove of her choice? An

impatient stamp of her little foot on the dais, and a defiant upward

toss of her head seemed to threaten an outburst that would probably have

caused the ears of those present to tingle, when somebody--whose

identity was never established--began to applaud vociferously. The

applause was almost instantly taken up by another, and another, and

others, until within a moment or two the vast chamber was ringing and

vibrant with the expressions of approval and rejoicing. The verdict,

though delayed, perhaps, a second or two too long for Her Majesty's

entire liking, was decisive, unmistakable, and not to be gainsaid; and

if there were any present who recognised that it meant the final

collapse of certain cherished ambitions of their own, they were wise

enough to say nothing about it.

But although the Queen's choice of a husband was thus ratified by the

only section of her subjects who might possibly have raised objections

to it, a great deal of exceedingly delicate negotiation and arrangement

was found to be necessary, and a number of quite unexpected difficulties

and hitches arose, before the path to the hymeneal altar was made

perfectly smooth for the royal lovers; while, on the other hand, as the

negotiations and arrangements progressed, it grew increasingly clear

that a man possessed of Grosvenor's outside knowledge and experience was

infinitely preferable, from the point of view of the national advantage,

as a ruler, to even the most powerful and influential of the Izreelite

nobles. By the time, therefore, that everything was settled, approval

had become intensified into delight, and there was every prospect that

Phil's reign would be a highly popular one. Then, in due time, came the

marriage, which may be dismissed with the mere mention of the fact,

since this makes no pretence to being a love story.

But although even a royal wedding may possess little or no interest for

those for whose entertainment this story is written, it had a most

important effect upon the fortunes of those whose adventures are here

set forth. For, by the Izreelite law, it not only made Philip Grosvenor

the Consort of the Queen, but it also put into his hands the actual

government of the nation; it made him, in fact, the King, an absolute

monarch, with power to shape and control the destinies of the nation as

seemed to him good; with nobody to say him nay, whatever the nature of

the decrees he might promulgate, and to whom even the Queen herself

became subject. Then, with regard to Dick Maitland, it will be

remembered that he, as well as Grosvenor, had been compelled to take an

oath that he would never seek to leave the country without the royal

assent. But, now that Phil was King, that assent was, of course, to be

obtained easily enough; and obtained it was, as soon as the wedding was

over and Grosvenor was securely installed in his new position. For,

whatever inducements there might be for Phil to pass the remainder of

his life in the strange, scarcely-heard-of land of the Izreelites, no

such inducements existed in the case of Dick Maitland, who was now all

impatience to return to England and provide for the welfare of his

mother--if, haply, she still survived.

Accordingly, having in due form sought and obtained the royal assent to

his departure from Izreel, Dick lost no time in completing his

preparations for the long and perilous journey that lay before him.

And, first of all, he presented Leo--now nearly full-grown and, thanks

to careful and judicious training, a most amiable, docile, and

affectionate beast--to Queen Myra, as the most cherished possession it

was in his power to offer her. Of the horses which they had brought

with them into the country he kept only the one which King Lobelalatutu

had given him, leaving the rest with Phil--there being no horses in

Izreel. Ramoo Samee, being given his choice, elected to remain in

Izreel, in the capacity of stud groom; but Mafuta, Jantje, and 'Nkuku

returned with Dick, as a matter of course. And, as a measure of

precaution, Grosvenor arranged for an escort of five hundred Izreelite

warriors to accompany the wagon through the country immediately on the

other side of the border; for although the savage inhabitants had

received such terrible chastisement that they were scarcely likely to

interfere with anyone coming from Izreel, it was deemed wisest to run no

risk of a possible hostile demonstration.

At length the day and hour of parting came, and Dick, fully equipped for

his journey, presented himself at the palace to say farewell. The

moment was not without its emotions, for although it had already been

planned that at no very distant date Maitland should revisit Izreel,

bringing with him certain matters which Grosvenor felt it would be

highly desirable for him to possess as monarch of a people of such great

potential possibilities as the Izreelites, both remembered that the

journey from Bethalia to the nearest confines of civilisation was a long

and arduous one, bristling with perils of every imaginable kind, and who

could say that it would be accomplished in safety, or, if accomplished,

could be repeated? For life is too full of chances for a man to make

plans for the future, with any certainty that he will be able to carry

them out. Therefore, when these two adventurous sons of the most

adventurous nation on earth finally clasped hands and said their last

words of farewell, though those words were entirely cheery and

optimistic, the voices which spoke them were a little husky with

feeling, and the firm, strong hand-grip was lingering, and relaxed with

much reluctance.

Dick's ride from the palace through the town to the point of embarkation

for the mainland was one long, unbroken ovation; for there had now been

time for the people to recognise, and also to appreciate, the many fine

qualities of the young Englishman's character; realisation of the

enormous debt which they owed to him and to his friend, their new king,

had come to them, and they were as unfeignedly sorry to witness his

departure from among them as a naturally unemotional people could well

be.

As he stepped into the swift-sailing cutter which was to convey him

across to the mainland, where the wagon, already inspanned, was awaiting

him, a letter was handed to him by one of two men who had just carefully

deposited in the boat a well-filled leather portmanteau bearing

Grosvenor's initials. The letter ran thus:

"Dear old Chap,--

"The portmanteau which accompanies this note contains Myra's and my

own parting gift to you, in the shape of the finest diamonds which a

gang of twenty men have been able to extract from the newly discovered

mine during the last month. They are quite valueless to us, it is

true, but in the dear old country to which you are bound they ought,

even apart from the rubies which you are taking back, to make you one

of the most wealthy men in the world. May God grant you health and

long life to enjoy that wealth, and to employ it--as we know you

will--in ameliorating the lot of those who are worse off than

yourself! We confidently look forward to your return to Izreel in the

course of the next year or two; but should unkind fortune forbid that

return, think of us occasionally, and remember that in the far

interior of Africa there are two hearts in which your memory will be

cherished so long as life shall last.

"Yours, in undying friendship,--

"Phil."

My story is told. It only remains to add that, some six months later,

Dick Maitland arrived safely in England, with all his treasure intact,

just in time to rescue his mother from the grip of destitution that was

on the point of closing relentlessly upon her, and to place her in a

position of such absolute safety and luxury that it was months before

the dear old lady could persuade herself it was not all a tantalising

dream, from which she would sooner or later awake to again find herself

face to face with the ever-recurring, harassing, heart-breaking problem

of ways and means, and the even more painful state of anxiety and

uncertainty concerning the whereabouts of her son that had so worried

and distressed her during the past year.

As for Doctor Julian Humphreys, Dick nearly drove the good man crazy

with delight by placing to his credit at the bank a sum so stupendous

that he might have spent the rest of his days in riotous luxury, had he

so chosen. But that was not Humphreys' way at all; his heart was set

upon the relief of those who suffered the keen pangs of poverty through

no fault of their own; and he thenceforth enjoyed the pleasure of doing

good to the top of his bent, retaining his modest establishment at 19

Paradise Street, but greatly enlarging his surgery, stocking it

abundantly with every drug, instrument, and appliance that could

possibly ameliorate pain or heal disease, and continuing

enthusiastically to practise medicine and surgery among the poor,

without fee or reward of any sort, save an occasional expression of

gratitude from some more than usually appreciative patient.

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