CHAPTER IX.

It was about two o'clock in the afternoon when the explorers entered

the forest, followed by their escort of Nubians and Dinkas, who had

by that time turned up again. Several natives, foregoing all claim to

any share in the defunct elephants, volunteered to act as guides to

the white folk, hoping that the strangers would persevere both in

their successful hunting and their generosity in waiving their right

to the spoil. The forest extended for some ten leagues in a south-easterly

direction, and the marshy nature of the ground, though at

this particular time it was dry enough, had imparted considerable

luxuriance to the vegetation. The acacia, mimosa, tallan, tamarind

and sycamore trees attained a noticeable altitude, and the sterculia,

whose trunk tapers off gradually towards its top, reached a height of

a hundred feet. The intervals between these trees, for the most part

very large, were choked by papyrus tufts growing out of small pools

of water, remnants of the former marsh, by sturdy climbing plants, by

impenetrable patches of high grasses, and by the calamus with its

formidable spines.

The heat beneath this dense foliage was excessive, resembling that of

a hot-house, but the Europeans, lost in admiration of their

surroundings, forgot to complain. For a short time they followed the

course of a species of rivulet, clear as a spring, covered with a

delicate net-work of creepers, and bordered by clumps of the amomum,

with its scarlet fruit and yellow and white flower. The sun's rays

flickered on the foliage and flowers, and sparkled in the rivulet.

Suddenly the scene changed, and they came upon a clearing, rendered

as green as a field in Normandy by the water which disappeared

beneath it, and the leafy shade surrounding it on all sides. The

Europeans and their escort halted here to rest, whilst the negroes

disappeared in the thickets in search of elephant tracks.

After the lapse of half-an-hour, the scouts returned in a state of

great excitement. The majority of them, without paying any attention

to the strangers, fled in all directions towards the largest and

loftiest trees, up which they swarmed with remarkable agility.

Others, more mindful of their duty, ran to their guests, and told

them that a very numerous herd of elephants was making for the

clearing. Some said that there were a score of animals, male and

female; others put the number down at a hundred, and a few went as

far as to say that there were a thousand at least. This habit of

exaggeration amongst the Africans is very curious, and, without

having the faintest notion of arithmetic, they are wonderfully expert

in multiplication. Whilst making due allowance for their

exaggeration, it was nevertheless certain that a tolerably numerous

herd of elephants was approaching the spot selected for a halt.

"I propose," said Delange, "to leave the elephants to their own

devices, and to take to our heels with these people."

"What!" exclaimed Miss Poles, indignantly. "We have the chance of

looking upon a tableau possibly unique, and as soon as the curtain

rises, we are to leave our seats!"

"My dear Miss Poles," said Périères, "allow me to remark that we have

not visited Africa for the express purpose of hunting the elephant.

We have a rather more noble end than that in view, and we have no

right to waste our strength, or expose our lives, until that end has

been attained."

"Nobody mentioned a word about hunting," replied the obstinate

Englishwoman. "I labour under the impression that I am not quite a

fool, and I certainly never dreamt of opposing an army of elephants.

But we may, I imagine, remain here for a few moments without any

risk, and have a look at our visitors. If they seem disposed to

attack us, our horses will very soon carry us out of harm's way."

"It is all very well to say so," replied M. Périères, "but our horses

could never gallop through this underwood; to walk through it would

be as much as they could do just at present. The elephants, on the

contrary, do not care one jot for thickets, trees, or thorns, and

they would overtake us in a second, if they were to take it into

their heads to pursue us."

"Your remarks are so far true, my dear Périères," ^aid M. de Morin,

who up to this time had refrained from giving any opinion, "that I do

not intend to remount, having far more confidence in my own legs than

in those of my steed."

"You are determined to stay here, then?" asked M. Delange.

"Certainly, if Madame de Guéran does not order me to move away."

"I assure you," said the Baroness, "that I should very much like to

issue such an order, but it appears to me that it would be too late.

Our horses are no longer intent on cropping the grass of the

clearing. Their heads are all turned towards one point, their ears

are pricked, and they are trembling in every limb. Their instinct

tells them that a powerful enemy is advancing against them. See! they

are careering off in all directions."

And so it was. The horses left, according to the Arab custom, at

liberty in the clearing, were galloping off.

"There is still time to beat a retreat," said M. Delange. "You know I

am no coward, but in some cases courage is useless."

"Evidently so," added M. Périères.

Madame de Guéran raised her eyes to the last speaker, and in her look

there was something akin to reproach, as if she were annoyed with M.

Périères for siding with the Doctor and declining to face the danger.

She, doubtless, was in that frame of mind which renders women bold.

She was, perhaps, feeling the false position she occupied towards

these two men, both of whom adored her and were yearning to tell her

so, but whose protestations she was bound to repress. She was asking

herself whether the ordeal which she had imposed and they were

undergoing was not beyond both their strength and hers. Possibly she

went so far as to confess to herself that she was in imminent danger,

with a gloomy future before her. Would it not be better for them, for

her, and even for him whom she was anxious to rejoin, that the

situation should be brought to a head without further delay, at that

very moment, in the forest, on the spot where they now were? Why

brave fresh dangers to which they would succumb sooner or later? Was

it not better to die a sudden death in that lovely scene than to

waste away by inches from sickness and fatigue? At all events she

could die now with an easy conscience, without remorse of any sort;

could she answer for it that she would not in the immediate future

have some weakness wherewith to reproach herself, some fault to

deplore?

But all these thoughts we are, in our analytic character, ascribing

to her, and which had, no doubt, occurred to her at some time or

other, could scarcely have crossed her mind at this juncture, for she

had scarcely raised her eyes to M. Périères in silent reproach at his

desire to retreat, when that retreat became an impossibility, and the

current of her ideas was rudely diverted into another channel.

From the other side of the clearing, rather more than two hundred

yards from where the Europeans were standing, a loud, rushing noise

was heard. It resembled the hoarse murmur of a tempestuous sea, the

roaring of the waves, as impelled onwards by wind and tide they break

on the rocks and engulf themselves in some vast cave. A continuous

wail seemed to escape from the forest; the foliage, the very trees

appeared to groan; all nature trembled and quivered in the air;

flocks of birds, roused from their leafy nooks, flew screaming

upwards; a herd of buffaloes, hidden hitherto in the long grass,

sprang up with distended nostrils, and, snorting in alarm, took to

flight with an impetuous rush. At length the earth itself seemed to

tremble under the enormous weight it had to bear, and fifty

elephants, with heads up-reared above the brakes, laying low the

tallest plants, were seen to emerge into the open.

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