Chapter 6

After dinner I rolled a cigaret and stretched myself at ease upon a

pile of furs before the doorway, with Ajor's head pillowed in my lap

and a feeling of great content pervading me. It was the first time

since my plane had topped the barrier-cliffs of Caspak that I had felt

any sense of peace or security. My hand wandered to the velvet cheek

of the girl I had claimed as mine, and to her luxuriant hair and the

golden fillet which bound it close to her shapely head. Her slender

fingers groping upward sought mine and drew them to her lips, and then

I gathered her in my arms and crushed her to me, smothering her mouth

with a long, long kiss. It was the first time that passion had tinged

my intercourse with Ajor. We were alone, and the hut was ours until

morning.

But now from beyond the palisade in the direction of the main gate came

the hallooing of men and the answering calls and queries of the guard.

We listened. Returning hunters, no doubt. We heard them enter the

village amidst the barking dogs. I have forgotten to mention the dogs

of Kro-lu. The village swarmed with them, gaunt, wolflike creatures

that guarded the herd by day when it grazed without the palisade, ten

dogs to a cow. By night the cows were herded in an outer inclosure

roofed against the onslaughts of the carnivorous cats; and the dogs,

with the exception of a few, were brought into the village; these few

well-tested brutes remained with the herd. During the day they fed

plentifully upon the beasts of prey which they killed in protection of

the herd, so that their keep amounted to nothing at all.

Shortly after the commotion at the gate had subsided, Ajor and I arose

to enter the hut, and at the same time a warrior appeared from one of

the twisted alleys which, lying between the irregularly placed huts and

groups of huts, form the streets of the Kro-lu village. The fellow

halted before us and addressed me, saying that Al-tan desired my

presence at his hut. The wording of the invitation and the manner of

the messenger threw me entirely off my guard, so cordial was the one

and respectful the other, and the result was that I went willingly,

telling Ajor that I would return presently. I had laid my arms and

ammunition aside as soon as we had taken over the hut, and I left them

with Ajor now, as I had noticed that aside from their hunting-knives

the men of Kro-lu bore no weapons about the village streets. There was

an atmosphere of peace and security within that village that I had not

hoped to experience within Caspak, and after what I had passed through,

it must have cast a numbing spell over my faculties of judgment and

reason. I had eaten of the lotus-flower of safety; dangers no longer

threatened for they had ceased to be.

The messenger led me through the labyrinthine alleys to an open plaza

near the center of the village. At one end of this plaza was a long

hut, much the largest that I had yet seen, before the door of which

were many warriors. I could see that the interior was lighted and that

a great number of men were gathered within. The dogs about the plaza

were as thick as fleas, and those I approached closely evinced a strong

desire to devour me, their noses evidently apprising them of the fact

that I was of an alien race, since they paid no attention whatever to

my companion. Once inside the council-hut, for such it appeared to be,

I found a large concourse of warriors seated, or rather squatted,

around the floor. At one end of the oval space which the warriors left

down the center of the room stood Al-tan and another warrior whom I

immediately recognized as a Galu, and then I saw that there were many

Galus present. About the walls were a number of flaming torches stuck

in holes in a clay plaster which evidently served the purpose of

preventing the inflammable wood and grasses of which the hut was

composed from being ignited by the flames. Lying about among the

warriors or wandering restlessly to and fro were a number of savage

dogs.

The warriors eyed me curiously as I entered, especially the Galus, and

then I was conducted into the center of the group and led forward

toward Al-tan. As I advanced I felt one of the dogs sniffing at my

heels, and of a sudden a great brute leaped upon my back. As I turned

to thrust it aside before its fangs found a hold upon me, I beheld a

huge Airedale leaping frantically about me. The grinning jaws, the

half-closed eyes, the back-laid ears spoke to me louder than might the

words of man that here was no savage enemy but a joyous friend, and

then I recognized him, and fell to one knee and put my arms about his

neck while he whined and cried with joy. It was Nobs, dear old Nobs.

Bowen Tyler's Nobs, who had loved me next to his master.

"Where is the master of this dog?" I asked, turning toward Al-tan.

The chieftain inclined his head toward the Galu standing at his side.

"He belongs to Du-seen the Galu," he replied.

"He belongs to Bowen J. Tyler, Jr., of Santa Monica," I retorted, "and

I want to know where his master is."

The Galu shrugged. "The dog is mine," he said. "He came to me

cor-sva-jo, and he is unlike any dog in Caspak, being kind and docile

and yet a killer when aroused. I would not part with him. I do not

know the man of whom you speak."

So this was Du-seen! This was the man from whom Ajor had fled. I

wondered if he knew that she was here. I wondered if they had sent for

me because of her; but after they had commenced to question me, my mind

was relieved; they did not mention Ajor. Their interest seemed

centered upon the strange world from which I had come, my journey to

Caspak and my intentions now that I had arrived. I answered them

frankly as I had nothing to conceal and assured them that my only wish

was to find my friends and return to my own country. In the Galu

Du-seen and his warriors I saw something of the explanation of the term

"golden race" which is applied to them, for their ornaments and weapons

were either wholly of beaten gold or heavily decorated with the

precious metal. They were a very imposing set of men--tall and

straight and handsome. About their heads were bands of gold like that

which Ajor wore, and from their left shoulders depended the

leopard-tails of the Galus. In addition to the deer-skin tunic which

constituted the major portion of their apparel, each carried a light

blanket of barbaric yet beautiful design--the first evidence of weaving

I had seen in Caspak. Ajor had had no blanket, having lost it during

her flight from the attentions of Du-seen; nor was she so heavily

incrusted with gold as these male members of her tribe.

The audience must have lasted fully an hour when Al-tan signified that

I might return to my hut. All the time Nobs had lain quietly at my

feet; but the instant that I turned to leave, he was up and after me.

Du-seen called to him; but the terrier never even so much as looked in

his direction. I had almost reached the doorway leading from the

council-hall when Al-tan rose and called after me. "Stop!" he shouted.

"Stop, stranger! The beast of Du-seen the Galu follows you."

"The dog is not Du-seen's," I replied. "He belongs to my friend, as I

told you, and he prefers to stay with me until his master is found."

And I turned again to resume my way. I had taken but a few steps when

I heard a commotion behind me, and at the same moment a man leaned

close and whispered "Kazar!" close to my ear--kazar, the Caspakian

equivalent of beware. It was To-mar. As he spoke, he turned quickly

away as though loath to have others see that he knew me, and at the

same instant I wheeled to discover Du-seen striding rapidly after me.

Al-tan followed him, and it was evident that both were angry.

Du-seen, a weapon half drawn, approached truculently. "The beast is

mine," he reiterated. "Would you steal him?"

"He is not yours nor mine," I replied, "and I am not stealing him. If

he wishes to follow you, he may; I will not interfere; but if he wishes

to follow me, he shall; nor shall you prevent." I turned to Al-tan.

"Is not that fair?" I demanded. "Let the dog choose his master."

Du-seen, without waiting for Al-tan's reply, reached for Nobs and

grasped him by the scruff of the neck. I did not interfere, for I

guessed what would happen; and it did. With a savage growl Nobs turned

like lightning upon the Galu, wrenched loose from his hold and leaped

for his throat. The man stepped back and warded off the first attack

with a heavy blow of his fist, immediately drawing his knife with which

to meet the Airedale's return. And Nobs would have returned, all

right, had not I spoken to him. In a low voice I called him to heel.

For just an instant he hesitated, standing there trembling and with

bared fangs, glaring at his foe; but he was well trained and had been

out with me quite as much as he had with Bowen--in fact, I had had most

to do with his early training; then he walked slowly and very

stiff-legged to his place behind me.

Du-seen, red with rage, would have had it out with the two of us had

not Al-tan drawn him to one side and whispered in his ear--upon which,

with a grunt, the Galu walked straight back to the opposite end of the

hall, while Nobs and I continued upon our way toward the hut and Ajor.

As we passed out into the village plaza, I saw Chal-az--we were so

close to one another that I could have reached out and touched him--and

our eyes met; but though I greeted him pleasantly and paused to speak

to him, he brushed past me without a sign of recognition. I was

puzzled at his behavior, and then I recalled that To-mar, though he had

warned me, had appeared not to wish to seem friendly with me. I could

not understand their attitude, and was trying to puzzle out some sort

of explanation, when the matter was suddenly driven from my mind by the

report of a firearm. Instantly I broke into a run, my brain in a whirl

of forebodings, for the only firearms in the Kro-lu country were those

I had left in the hut with Ajor.

That she was in danger I could not but fear, as she was now something

of an adept in the handling of both the pistol and rifle, a fact which

largely eliminated the chance that the shot had come from an

accidentally discharged firearm. When I left the hut, I had felt that

she and I were safe among friends; no thought of danger was in my mind;

but since my audience with Al-tan, the presence and bearing of Du-seen

and the strange attitude of both To-mar and Chal-az had each

contributed toward arousing my suspicions, and now I ran along the

narrow, winding alleys of the Kro-lu village with my heart fairly in my

mouth.

I am endowed with an excellent sense of direction, which has been

greatly perfected by the years I have spent in the mountains and upon

the plains and deserts of my native state, so that it was with little

or no difficulty that I found my way back to the hut in which I had

left Ajor. As I entered the doorway, I called her name aloud. There

was no response. I drew a box of matches from my pocket and struck a

light and as the flame flared up, a half-dozen brawny warriors leaped

upon me from as many directions; but even in the brief instant that the

flare lasted, I saw that Ajor was not within the hut, and that my arms

and ammunition had been removed.

As the six men leaped upon me, an angry growl burst from behind them.

I had forgotten Nobs. Like a demon of hate he sprang among those

Kro-lu fighting-men, tearing, rending, ripping with his long tusks and

his mighty jaws. They had me down in an instant, and it goes without

saying that the six of them could have kept me there had it not been

for Nobs; but while I was struggling to throw them off, Nobs was

springing first upon one and then upon another of them until they were

so put to it to preserve their hides and their lives from him that they

could give me only a small part of their attention. One of them was

assiduously attempting to strike me on the head with his stone hatchet;

but I caught his arm and at the same time turned over upon my belly,

after which it took but an instant to get my feet under me and rise

suddenly.

As I did so, I kept a grip upon the man's arm, carrying it over one

shoulder. Then I leaned suddenly forward and hurled my antagonist over

my head to a hasty fall at the opposite side of the hut. In the dim

light of the interior I saw that Nobs had already accounted for one of

the others--one who lay very quiet upon the floor--while the four

remaining upon their feet were striking at him with knives and hatchets.

Running to one side of the man I had just put out of the fighting, I

seized his hatchet and knife, and in another moment was in the thick of

the argument. I was no match for these savage warriors with their own

weapons and would soon have gone down to ignominious defeat and death

had it not been for Nobs, who alone was a match for the four of them.

I never saw any creature so quick upon its feet as was that great

Airedale, nor such frightful ferocity as he manifested in his attacks.

It was as much the latter as the former which contributed to the

undoing of our enemies, who, accustomed though they were to the

ferocity of terrible creatures, seemed awed by the sight of this

strange beast from another world battling at the side of his equally

strange master. Yet they were no cowards, and only by teamwork did

Nobs and I overcome them at last. We would rush for a man,

simultaneously, and as Nobs leaped for him upon one side, I would

strike at his head with the stone hatchet from the other.

As the last man went down, I heard the running of many feet approaching

us from the direction of the plaza. To be captured now would mean

death; yet I could not attempt to leave the village without first

ascertaining the whereabouts of Ajor and releasing her if she were held

a captive. That I could escape the village I was not at all sure; but

of one thing I was positive; that it would do neither Ajor nor myself

any service to remain where I was and be captured; so with Nobs, bloody

but happy, following at heel, I turned down the first alley and slunk

away in the direction of the northern end of the village.

Friendless and alone, hunted through the dark labyrinths of this savage

community, I seldom have felt more helpless than at that moment; yet

far transcending any fear which I may have felt for my own safety was

my concern for that of Ajor. What fate had befallen her? Where was

she, and in whose power? That I should live to learn the answers to

these queries I doubted; but that I should face death gladly in the

attempt--of that I was certain. And why? With all my concern for the

welfare of my friends who had accompanied me to Caprona, and of my best

friend of all, Bowen J. Tyler, Jr., I never yet had experienced the

almost paralyzing fear for the safety of any other creature which now

threw me alternately into a fever of despair and into a cold sweat of

apprehension as my mind dwelt upon the fate on one bit of half-savage

femininity of whose very existence even I had not dreamed a few short

weeks before.

What was this hold she had upon me? Was I bewitched, that my mind

refused to function sanely, and that judgment and reason were dethroned

by some mad sentiment which I steadfastly refused to believe was love?

I had never been in love. I was not in love now--the very thought was

preposterous. How could I, Thomas Billings, the right-hand man of the

late Bowen J. Tyler, Sr., one of America's foremost captains of

industry and the greatest man in California, be in love with a--a--the

word stuck in my throat; yet by my own American standards Ajor could be

nothing else; at home, for all her beauty, for all her delicately

tinted skin, little Ajor by her apparel, by the habits and customs and

manners of her people, by her life, would have been classed a squaw.

Tom Billings in love with a squaw! I shuddered at the thought.

And then there came to my mind, in a sudden, brilliant flash upon the

screen of recollection the picture of Ajor as I had last seen her, and

I lived again the delicious moment in which we had clung to one

another, lips smothering lips, as I left her to go to the council hall

of Al-tan; and I could have kicked myself for the snob and the cad that

my thoughts had proven me--me, who had always prided myself that I was

neither the one nor the other!

These things ran through my mind as Nobs and I made our way through the

dark village, the voices and footsteps of those who sought us still in

our ears. These and many other things, nor could I escape the

incontrovertible fact that the little figure round which my

recollections and my hopes entwined themselves was that of

Ajor--beloved barbarian! My reveries were broken in upon by a hoarse

whisper from the black interior of a hut past which we were making our

way. My name was called in a low voice, and a man stepped out beside

me as I halted with raised knife. It was Chal-az.

"Quick!" he warned. "In here! It is my hut, and they will not search

it."

I hesitated, recalled his attitude of a few minutes before; and as

though he had read my thoughts, he said quickly: "I could not speak to

you in the plaza without danger of arousing suspicions which would

prevent me aiding you later, for word had gone out that Al-tan had

turned against you and would destroy you--this was after Du-seen the

Galu arrived."

I followed him into the hut, and with Nobs at our heels we passed

through several chambers into a remote and windowless apartment where a

small lamp sputtered in its unequal battle with the inky darkness. A

hole in the roof permitted the smoke from burning oil egress; yet the

atmosphere was far from lucid. Here Chal-az motioned me to a seat upon

a furry hide spread upon the earthen floor.

"I am your friend," he said. "You saved my life; and I am no ingrate

as is the batu Al-tan. I will serve you, and there are others here who

will serve you against Al-tan and this renegade Galu, Du-seen."

"But where is Ajor?" I asked, for I cared little for my own safety

while she was in danger.

"Ajor is safe, too," he answered. "We learned the designs of Al-tan

and Du-seen. The latter, learning that Ajor was here, demanded her;

and Al-tan promised that he should have her; but when the warriors went

to get her To-mar went with them. Ajor tried to defend herself. She

killed one of the warriors, and then To-mar picked her up in his arms

when the others had taken her weapons from her. He told the others to

look after the wounded man, who was really already dead, and to seize

you upon your return, and that he, To-mar, would bear Ajor to Al-tan;

but instead of bearing her to Al-tan, he took her to his own hut, where

she now is with So-al, To-mar's she. It all happened very quickly.

To-mar and I were in the council-hut when Du-seen attempted to take the

dog from you. I was seeking To-mar for this work. He ran out

immediately and accompanied the warriors to your hut while I remained

to watch what went on within the council-hut and to aid you if you

needed aid. What has happened since you know."

I thanked him for his loyalty and then asked him to take me to Ajor;

but he said that it could not be done, as the village streets were

filled with searchers. In fact, we could hear them passing to and fro

among the huts, making inquiries, and at last Chal-az thought it best

to go to the doorway of his dwelling, which consisted of many huts

joined together, lest they enter and search.

Chal-az was absent for a long time--several hours which seemed an

eternity to me. All sounds of pursuit had long since ceased, and I was

becoming uneasy because of his protracted absence when I heard him

returning through the other apartments of his dwelling. He was

perturbed when he entered that in which I awaited him, and I saw a

worried expression upon his face.

"What is wrong?" I asked. "Have they found Ajor?"

"No," he replied; "but Ajor has gone. She learned that you had escaped

them and was told that you had left the village, believing that she had

escaped too. So-al could not detain her. She made her way out over

the top of the palisade, armed with only her knife."

"Then I must go," I said, rising. Nobs rose and shook himself. He had

been dead asleep when I spoke.

"Yes," agreed Chal-az, "you must go at once. It is almost dawn.

Du-seen leaves at daylight to search for her." He leaned close to my

ear and whispered: "There are many to follow and help you. Al-tan has

agreed to aid Du-seen against the Galus of Jor; but there are many of

us who have combined to rise against Al-tan and prevent this ruthless

desecration of the laws and customs of the Kro-lu and of Caspak. We

will rise as Luata has ordained that we shall rise, and only thus. No

batu may win to the estate of a Galu by treachery and force of arms

while Chal-az lives and may wield a heavy blow and a sharp spear with

true Kro-lus at his back!"

"I hope that I may live to aid you," I replied. "If I had my weapons

and my ammunition, I could do much. Do you know where they are?" "No,"

he said, "they have disappeared." And then: "Wait! You cannot go

forth half armed, and garbed as you are. You are going into the Galu

country, and you must go as a Galu. Come!" And without waiting for a

reply, he led me into another apartment, or to be more explicit,

another of the several huts which formed his cellular dwelling.

Here was a pile of skins, weapons, and ornaments. "Remove your strange

apparel," said Chal-az, "and I will fit you out as a true Galu. I have

slain several of them in the raids of my early days as a Kro-lu, and

here are their trappings."

I saw the wisdom of his suggestion, and as my clothes were by now so

ragged as to but half conceal my nakedness, I had no regrets in laying

them aside. Stripped to the skin, I donned the red-deerskin tunic, the

leopard-tail, the golden fillet, armlets and leg-ornaments of a Galu,

with the belt, scabbard and knife, the shield, spear, bow and arrow and

the long rope which I learned now for the first time is the distinctive

weapon of the Galu warrior. It is a rawhide rope, not dissimilar to

those of the Western plains and cow-camps of my youth. The honda is a

golden oval and accurate weight for the throwing of the noose. This

heavy honda, Chal-az explained, is used as a weapon, being thrown with

great force and accuracy at an enemy and then coiled in for another

cast. In hunting and in battle, they use both the noose and the honda.

If several warriors surround a single foeman or quarry, they rope it

with the noose from several sides; but a single warrior against a lone

antagonist will attempt to brain his foe with the metal oval.

I could not have been more pleased with any weapon, short of a rifle,

which he could have found for me, since I have been adept with the rope

from early childhood; but I must confess that I was less favorably

inclined toward my apparel. In so far as the sensation was concerned,

I might as well have been entirely naked, so short and light was the

tunic. When I asked Chal-az for the Caspakian name for rope, he told

me ga, and for the first time I understood the derivation of the word

Galu, which means ropeman.

Entirely outfitted I would not have known myself, so strange was my

garb and my armament. Upon my back were slung my bow, arrows, shield,

and short spear; from the center of my girdle depended my knife; at my

right hip was my stone hatchet; and at my left hung the coils of my

long rope. By reaching my right hand over my left shoulder, I could

seize the spear or arrows; my left hand could find my bow over my right

shoulder, while a veritable contortionist-act was necessary to place my

shield in front of me and upon my left arm. The shield, long and oval,

is utilized more as back-armor than as a defense against frontal

attack, for the close-set armlets of gold upon the left forearm are

principally depended upon to ward off knife, spear, hatchet, or arrow

from in front; but against the greater carnivora and the attacks of

several human antagonists, the shield is utilized to its best advantage

and carried by loops upon the left arm.

Fully equipped, except for a blanket, I followed Chal-az from his

domicile into the dark and deserted alleys of Kro-lu. Silently we

crept along, Nobs silent at heel, toward the nearest portion of the

palisade. Here Chal-az bade me farewell, telling me that he hoped to

see me soon among the Galus, as he felt that "the call soon would come"

to him. I thanked him for his loyal assistance and promised that

whether I reached the Galu country or not, I should always stand ready

to repay his kindness to me, and that he could count on me in the

revolution against Al-tan.

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