CHAPTER XIV

THE SECOND ORDEAL

“We shall have a few things to talk over,” was Abercromby’s first

ejaculation when they found themselves alone. “I hope to goodness,

Professor, you will give us A1 marks for our respective contributions

to the drama.”

“I think you all did admirably, both those who spoke and those who held

their tongues,” answered the Professor.

“They were a queer trio,” observed the engineer, with a chuckle. “I

don’t suppose old King Malchon is allowed by his two daughters very

much more power than the House of Commons allows to the kings of

England--he reigns but he does not govern.”

“I was once told of a parish up in the north, sir,” put in Tom, “where

the parson, his wife, and his daughters were in charge, and the folks

said as how they were under the thumb of the Rector, the Director, and

the Misdirector!”

“Not bad that, Tom,” said Carysfort; “but, seriously, I _can’t_ make

out the elder princess. The younger is quite understandable though not

agreeable. She would cut our heads off, if she could, though I have a

notion she would like to cut off her sister’s also. Take my word for

it, this country is run in for civil war when poor old Malchon dies.

Two queens at a time means business in this case.”

“Aye! I believe it,” said the Professor; “but there is something else I

should much like to fathom. Why did Melanitis seem struck in a heap, as

they say, directly she caught sight of us?”

“Easy of explanation, my dear Professor: she fell in love either with

me or with Clarence at first sight. At first I thought I was in it, but

I incline to think it was Clarence.”

Radcliffe had gone to his room and was fast asleep, so the others could

talk apart from him.

“I wish he could get a wife, sir,” said Tom; “_that_ would make him

happy again better than anything.”

“I’ll see what I can do,” replied Abercromby hopefully.

“A word before you begin,” dryly remarked the Professor. “We must be

extremely careful what we are about. I do not want to be pessimistic,

but I foresee nothing but trouble ahead. That the elder princess is in

love with one of us, presumably Radcliffe, I do not deny: it is the

only explanation of her conduct. But to us it spells disaster either

way. He must obviously do one of two things--accept or reject. If he

responds to her advances, the whole of Atalanta will be up in arms,

saying that we outer barbarians have dared to aspire to the King’s

daughter.”

“We need hardly consider that,” observed the engineer. “Radcliffe will

remain true to the memories of the past.”

“Well, then, if he does, he will repel her, and this, I myself think,

to be the more probable. Then he will make Melanitis his implacable

enemy.”

“But he must do one or the other,” said Abercromby. “For his own sake I

hope he will open his campaign quickly.”

“We shall all lose our heads if he does, and the expedition will be

wrecked,” answered Carmichael somewhat angrily. “I do beseech you,

Abercromby, use your best influence with him for his own sake and

ours. We are in a desperate position as it is; do not make it worse by

importing women into it.”

“It is not even as though we had Melanitis only,” protested the

engineer, “we have her implacable sister also to deal with. Just

imagine what a rage she will be in if she should once suspect.

Radcliffe might, with equal safety, make love to _her_. Every hatred

and prejudice that can riot in a human heart would be set on fire.”

“I have a pet theory that she would rather like it--I mean if Radcliffe

made love to Melanitis. Suppose his doing so led to her being set

aside, then Mexitli would be queen herself.”

“Very ingenious, my dear fellow, but the ladies do not usually walk

along the lines we intellectually trace out for them. You may be right,

but it is far too desperate a game to play. Remember we have death

still in front of us, and that even if we are spared, it may be only

conditionally.”

The conversation then dropped, Abercromby having promised that he

would not endanger them by any imprudence.

The next day they were furnished with a list of the charges made

against them. The chief of these were that they had come to Venus at

all, on a private enterprise not authorised by their own people, which

left them free to do any damage or injury to the realm. Another was

that they had drawn their weapons upon Mayana and her husband, when she

had given proof that she did not mean to kill them, by only destroying

a tree. Another, that they had dared to alight upon the terrace of the

royal palace, and a last charge was a general accusation of insolence

and defiance to the Royal House and its representatives.

Radcliffe was told he need not reply to the charge of drawing weapons,

nor to that of disrespectful speech, as on those charges he was

acquitted.

Naturally the prisoners talked the whole matter carefully over and

arranged their several lines of defence. Carysfort, who could speak the

language better than Carmichael, would be the spokesman, and, though

he was a plain, blunt man, his good sense and shrewdness would be

likely to be of service to them. Abercromby was implored not to speak,

and, after some trouble, he consented. Tom could not say a word in

Atalantan, but he promised to speak in English if a sentence was passed.

Radcliffe kept his thoughts to himself, and would not tell the others

what he meant to do.

They were not called upon to undergo any period of prolonged suspense,

for the summons came on the fourth morning after their return to

prison, to stand once again in the Hall of Perfect Justice. Every

available inch of standing-ground was occupied, and it took a

considerable time before the accused could be led to their places

immediately in front of the triple throne. So far as appearance went,

the assembly was somewhat less hostile in demeanour than on the first

occasion when they had confronted it. The preliminaries took up but

little time.

Another official of the palace read the several terms of the

indictment, and then Malchon the King rose from his seat and said, “Men

of Karamandra, ye have heard the charges brought against you, all of

which are more or less serious and deadly. But we hope that time and

reflection have enabled you to frame such answers as shall satisfy us

that we do no wrong to our people and our authority if we permit you to

live.”

Carysfort then stood up. He gave a plain and straightforward account

of how the discovery had been made, and also the principles upon which

it was based. He told them that they had come as private individuals;

first, because the people of his own world were utterly sceptical of

the possibility of such an attempt, and, had they disclosed it before

starting, they would have either been ridiculed or else prevented, for

one nation was jealous of any advantage gained over another; next,

it was for the good of Atalanta that the people of his world should

not make it the object of their ambition and rapacity. After briefly

recapitulating their researches in the northern parts of Venus, he then

went on to explain that they had drawn their weapons in a moment of

overwhelming panic, just as the Atalantans would have done had they

been in like circumstances. As to alighting on the palace terrace, they

had followed the course taken by the two Atalantans who had visited

them in the airship; that these had even pointed in the direction of

the city as though inviting them; and they had chosen the terrace

because it was the highest spot, the most accessible for their machine,

and they had supposed that it would be the more easy and convenient to

address a special deputation of persons, and to appeal to them by signs

and even to invite them to enter and inspect their machine. As to their

conduct, they must be allowed to plead total ignorance of the modes of

thought of the Atalantan people; they felt it neither compatible with

their honour nor even their safety to assume an abject and crestfallen

attitude; they were brave men, as was proved by the myriad dangers they

had so boldly endured in crossing twenty-four million miles of space;

they asked only that they might meet brothers at the end of their long

journey, and not judges and executioners.

Malchon showed evident pleasure at this reply of the engineer, and was

about to speak when Radcliffe stood up and made earnest request to say

a few words. Leave being granted, he said, “I wish in the name of truth

and justice to take upon myself the full load of responsibility for

what seems to have been a serious act of wrong on our part. It was _I_

who gave counsel to my friends to steer direct for the city and for

the palace, due, as I now perceive, to an erroneous interpretation

of the signs which the two notables of Atalanta made to us. They were

referring, of course, to their own movements, and not to ours. Forgive

me if you will, but, if not, on my head let the penalty rest.”

Melanitis looked up quickly and met the glance of Radcliffe with an

expression of such yearning intensity that he turned away almost with

a shudder. Then she said to the King, “Spare them, my lord; no one in

their world knows their secret, no one can therefore come hither to

injure us.”

“I will never consent to spare them altogether,” said Mexitli, “unless

they are willing to teach their secret to us, and even then they must

lie under the sentence of death for at least a year, so that if they

commit offences against our laws it may be at once carried out. As to

Radcliffe, I pardon him. This is the utmost limit of concession to

which I will go.”

“So shall it be,” replied Malchon. “Your lives are justly forfeited

to our laws, and we therefore pass conditional sentence upon you,

with the exception of him to whom my daughter, at her cousin’s most

earnest entreaty, has given the full grace of clemency. But this may

be earned by the rest, if at the end of a year they show themselves

worthy. They need not be kept in prison beyond a day or two, provided

they are willing to promise in writing an assent to certain rules and

restrictions which shall be appointed. Radcliffe may go where he likes,

but he will not probably wish to be separated from his companions. As

to their machine, it will be kept by us as the property of our Royal

House. It shall not be injured nor destroyed. The goods and instruments

which it contains shall be returned to its late owner. Whether the

machine be again entrusted to them will depend upon their own conduct

or upon circumstances. I may send them back again to their own world

under penalty of death to them or to any other persons who shall follow

in their enterprise, or I may require them to spend their lives here. I

shall adopt the course which seems most desirable as time and their own

behaviour may dictate.”

Just as the King was about to dismiss the audience Frank said to the

engineer--

“I wish old King Cole had been a little more definite.”

Melanitis gave him a warning glance, but unluckily he went on--

“The Johnnie talks like a diplomatist who has left his mind behind him

in the cloak-room.”

“Be quiet, can’t you!” grumbled Carysfort. “You will give the whole

show away in a minute.”

These idioms were unknown to Mexitli, but the sound of Frank’s voice

was enough of itself.

“_You_ will remain in a prison _alone_ for two months,” she said. “This

will give you time to repent of the insult you offered to me four days

ago.”

Radcliffe made a movement to throw himself at the princess’s feet, but

Melanitis, not quite guessing his intent, grasped him by the arm and

drew him back.

“I was but about to sue for the pardon of my friend,” he said. Mexitli

turned quickly round and said with a smile--

“You had better not, it may only make matters worse. I might call _you_

to account for seeking to alter a royal decision, but I give you grace

this once for your ignorance of our customs. You had best rejoin your

people; they are being led from the hall.”

There was nothing further to be done, and he obeyed.

Poor Abercromby had to bid his comrades farewell at the palace

entrance. He looked very downcast and dispirited, for his sentence had

come upon him as a bolt from the blue. They were equally vexed and

distressed on his account. Tom asked his master if he might not use

his fists this once just to keep his hand in, but Carmichael happily

succeeded in pacifying him.

“The best part of the news is that we have now a sporting chance of

getting out of this hole,” remarked Carysfort when they had bidden poor

Frank good-bye.

“You mean ultimate permission to return to the earth?” asked the

Professor.

“I shall not return,” said Radcliffe.

“Beware of Melanitis,” remarked Carmichael dryly.

“I do not fear her just because I have no love to give her, my love

is dead and buried; if it is anywhere it is in the little country

churchyard near Chipping Norton, where my honoured father-in-law lies

buried by the side of his only child who was my wife.”

“We are in Venus,” remarked the Professor. “Don’t think me unfeeling,

but it is a far cry to Chipping Norton.”

“Yes, it is a far cry to Chipping Norton,” murmured Radcliffe. “I

sometimes feel I could get hold of any Atalantan woman and ask her if

she understood. I could even tell Mexitli all about it.”

“Better tell Melanitis and cut a rather intricate knot,” answered

Carmichael in a dry tone.

“I think I shall. It will end a ghastly farce, and if she sends me to

the stake itself, well, so much the better.”

The next day the ordinances, with which they were to be bound, were

served to them. They were few in number and simple enough, as far as

words could go, but it had yet to be seen how their practical working

would tend to render life pleasant or hard. No difference was made

between them, except that Abercromby had to await his release from

prison. They were to remain in the city under the eyes of the court,

to live in the house which would be provided for them, to wear their

own terrestrial dress, so as to be distinguished from the people, not

to go away from the city further than a prescribed distance, except by

permission, to place themselves at the royal service to render any help

that might be required, and, except Radcliffe, to come up for final

sentence at the expiry of a year.

These terms were of course very vague and indefinite. They naturally

presented an earnest petition, that, in consideration of all that

they had risked and suffered, they might be allowed to travel to the

southern pole of the planet, and this they were at once informed would

be readily granted after a few weeks’ interval, when the season of

heavy rains was past. They were further told that they might freely

move in and out among the people, and both give and receive information

to and from all classes.

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