CHAPTER XXIII.

THE DEAF AND DUMB CHANGELING.

In the next morning's cheerful daylight I set out to resume once more

my school routine within the sombre walls of the "invincible" city.

But, as we proceeded on our way, we were surprised to see knots and

clusters of people reading with absorbing interest huge placards

written in Siamese, Pali, Cambodian, Birmese, Peguan, and every other

language spoken by the many distinct peoples who inhabit the mountains

and valleys watered by the great river Mèinam, and posted all along the

imperial walls.

Here was another mystery.

I could read printed Siamese and Pali tolerably well. But the written

characters, wherein every scholar invents an orthography of his own,

baffled all my linguistic efforts, and not a glimmering of light could

the numberless questions I put to many of the curious readers procure

for me; they were as afraid to speak of royalty as of the devil, lest

he should appear. So I went on to school to find the same mysterious

announcements, which had sprung up like mushrooms during the night,

running zigzag over all the walls, and playing hide and seek along the

dark, narrow lanes and streets, only to elude my strictest inquiries.

Now, to tell the truth, as I was treasonably disposed against slavery

and polygamy and several other gross abuses that grew out of them,

and had stoutly set my face against them from the very first day of

my installation as teacher in the palace, I began to fear that these

placards might concern me and my teachings; so when school closed I

went to see my friend, Lady Thieng. But she was even more mysterious

than the unintelligible hieroglyphics on the walls, looking at me

curiously, and shaking her head in a solemn manner, and feeling me

all over in a pathetic way, so as to reassure herself that I was not

a spirit, but made of flesh and bones like herself, and could not

have been, as she had begun secretly to suspect, at Bijrepuree and at

Bangkok at the same time.

She then gravely asked me if I had ever practised sorcery or

witchcraft. My lips trembled with irrepressible laughter as I assured

her I had not as yet enjoyed the good fortune of knowing a real witch;

but that nothing in the world would please me better than to be

introduced to one who would give me lessons in that art. She admonished

me sternly for my levity, and went on to say that there had really been

a very powerful sorceress in the palace during the king's absence at

Bijrepuree, who had, unseen by human eye, conjured away the beautiful

and disconsolate princess, and left in her place a rustic deaf and dumb

slave-girl.

Amazed and altogether taken by surprise, I looked into my friend's

face in unspeakable sorrow. My heart whispered to me the last words of

May-Peâh, "I do not know what I am going to do, but something shall be

done to save her, even if I die for it." I could not bring myself to

ask another question, I was so afraid of confirming my worst fears.

I had learned to love that slave-woman better than her mistress, and

would have braved a thousand perils if I had thought I could save her

through them.

"I wish," cried Thieng, at last, in a sudden burst, as if her thoughts

had been going on in this strain and only broke from her when she could

restrain herself no longer,--"I wish that this deaf and dumb slave-girl

could be exorcised and made to speak, and then we would know how it

happened, and how the old witch looked.

"O dear! O dear! I am afraid for my life and the lives of my poor

children; and even the very stones out of which this dismal city is

built inspire me with dread and horror," said poor Thieng, ruefully;

"and do you know?" she added,--her eyes growing rounder and rounder

every moment, as the awfulness of the situation presented itself

to her mind,--"his Majesty has shut himself up in his topmost

chamber, and guards are set at all the doors and windows, lest any

suspicious-looking person should enter, and no one but only the old

lady-physician, Khoon Maw Prang, is allowed to see him to serve his

meals, and he won't come down till the palace and whole city has been

exorcised. And there will be no school to-morrow," she continued,

growing more and more communicative, "for he has ordered all the royal

children to be shut up in their homes until noon, when the old devil

shall have been driven out by the priests of Brahma; and the priests of

Buddha will then purify the city with burning incense and sprinkling

the houses, walls, and all its inhabitants with holy water."

Up to the last moment a natural cause for the disappearance of the

Princess Sunartha Vismita never even presented itself to the mind of my

simple-hearted friend, and I was not a little comforted, for the sake

of the strange Laotian woman, to find that it was thought so absolutely

the work of some supernatural agent. For Thieng also told me that the

court astrologers and wizards were trying to unravel the mystery; that

large rewards had been promised to them if they could throw any light

on the subject; and, lastly, that the two Laotian captives, with the

deaf and dumb changeling, were to be exorcised and examined in the

ecclesiastical court on the following day by the "wise" men and women

in the country.

After which the poor unhappy lady laid her head down upon her pillow,

utterly grieved and terrified by her fears. I tried in vain to comfort

her. But what between her dread of the supernatural and her misgivings

that to-morrow the chances were that certain accusations against

herself and me, as secret agents of some devilish sorceress, might be

brought forward with unanswerable logic, she was quite inconsolable and

greatly to be pitied.

I believe she would have been content to give her life, ere day broke,

only to catch a glimpse of the poor unfortunate princess whom the demon

had thus maliciously kidnapped and carried off.

The only thing I could say, that seemed in the slightest degree

to soothe her, was that I would endeavor to be present at the

ecclesiastical court at the time appointed for the exorcism, and obtain

such intelligence of its proceedings, and the facts elicited during

the trial, as my imperfect knowledge of the technical language and

formalities of the Siamese courts would enable me to gather for her.

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