The negro nodded. "Maybe so you find um, eh?"

"He dies!"

Again the negro grinned. "Me pow'rful ju-ju man," he announced apropos

of nothing. He bent closer. "White man you hunt, eyes like a leopard,

eh? Yes? Ha! ha! ha! ha! Listen, white man: man-with-eyes-of-a-leopard,

he and Chief Songa make pow'rful palaver; they blood brothers now. Say

nothing, I help you; you help me, eh?"

"Why should you help me?" asked Kane suspiciously.

The ju-ju man bent closer and whispered, "White man Songa's right-hand

man; Songa more pow'rful than N'Longa. White man mighty ju-ju!

N'Longa's white brother kill man-with-eyes-of-a-leopard, be blood

brother to N'Longa, N'Longa be more pow'rful than Songa; palaver set."

And like a dusky ghost he floated out of the hut so swiftly that Kane

was not sure but that the whole affair was a dream.

Without, Kane could see the flare of fires. The drums were still

booming, but close at hand the tones merged and mingled, and the

impulse-producing vibrations were lost. All seemed a barbaric clamor

without rime or reason, yet there was an undertone of mockery there,

savage and gloating. "Lies," thought Kane, his mind still swimming,

"jungle lies like jungle women that lure a man to his doom."

Two warriors entered the hut--black giants, hideous with paint and

armed with crude spears. They lifted the white man and carried him out

of the hut. They bore him across an open space, leaned him upright

against a post and bound him there. About him, behind him and to

the side, a great semicircle of black faces leered and faded in the

firelight as the flames leaped and sank. There in front of him loomed a

shape hideous and obscene--a black, formless thing, a grotesque parody

of the human. Still, brooding, blood-stained, like the formless soul of

Africa, the horror, the Black God.

And in front and to each side, upon roughly carven thrones of teakwood,

sat two men. He who sat upon the right was a black man, huge, ungainly,

a gigantic and unlovely mass of dusky flesh and muscles. Small,

hog-like eyes blinked out over sin-marked cheeks; huge, flabby red

lips pursed in fleshly haughtiness.

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