CHAPTER XXVI

So it went on for several days with the dust of the marching army thick

round him. He began to distinguish the many nationalities in this great

throng, and to realize that there were large differences which at first

he had not understood. He found that all these men, whom his

fellow-countrymen lumped together indiscriminately in the opprobrious

epithet of devils, marched separately. There were stories of open

disagreements which reached him in whispers from the native carriers and

carters who had been impressed into their service and who were marching

with the baggage.

"They do not speak the same language," he heard declared again and

again. "Sometimes we must rise in the middle of the night and start

suddenly because the others have gone ahead, breaking their word. Thus

there is confusion and counter-orders, and we do not know how it will

end."

To all this he nodded his head wisely and replied:--

"It is always like that. I, who have served them for a year and more,

know well. The most violent lead this way--the others follow obediently.

There is not long discussion as with us, each point being duly

considered. With them it is the quick plan that is found most

desirable."

All the carriers were closely guarded because many of them had tried to

escape. They lived in constant fear of battles, believing that all of

them would be killed. Whenever there was the sound of distant firing

they became concerned saying "Now our fate will soon be decided." In

this manner did the army march on.

On the fourth day Wang the Ninth was called before the great general by

the foreigner who spoke his language; and he went a little reluctantly

because he feared what was coming. There was a large gathering of

officers in many different uniforms, all talking earnestly together

under the trees because of the heat. He knew from the drawings and plans

that passed from hand to hand that it had to do with him--for that was

the way it had happened when his master had sent him on this journey.

He waited patiently his eyes following every movement and trying to

guess what it was about. The old general, when he had finished

discussing something, turned to the foreigner who spoke his language and

handed him a piece of paper with writing on it, of a bigger size than

the one he had brought. Wang the Ninth had hoped that this might not

come. Now he was sure that this was the answer to the message he had

carried, and that he would have to go.

The interpreter turned to him and made this long speech:

"Our Governing General bids me tell you that he has sent many messages

during the past weeks but it is evident from the paper you carried that

none have reached their destination. Thus of all who have been

despatched you are the only one who has been successful. Whether the

others accepted the charge for the money payment with no intention of

forcing their way through, or whether they were captured, we do not

know. But the loss of messages has occasioned military danger and

therefore plans have been changed: for in our messages we told how we

would advance and now it is necessary to change our plans. Our general

hopes that you will not refuse to go back as speedily as you came, since

our people in the capital may lose heart and be overpowered unless they

know that we shall soon arrive."

The boy fumbled with his hands.

"By good fortune I reached you," he said at length, "but it is not

certain whether this good fortune will take me back. That I can travel

quicker than the army is not to be believed." Thus he spoke hoping to be

relieved of this duty.

The interpreter was very gentle with him because he was demanding a

great sacrifice. He explained every point carefully.

"It is true the army is now advancing fast," he declared. "But there are

many tens of thousands of men belonging to many nations and it is

necessary for each nation to be consulted. Some are ready to proceed

more quickly than the others and it may be some ten days before we stand

in front of the walls of the capital. Then there is the fighting to be

considered. This may greatly delay us. It is true we have so far

triumphed easily. But the future is ever uncertain with an army. You,

who are fleet of foot may easily cover the distance, in three days."

"It is not so easy," said the boy now frowning hard. "Eight days did I

waste in overcoming obstacles to reach you. Now although the distance is

less all the roads are watched and full of soldiers. Much will I do for

my master; but should I now be captured there will be no mercy for me

and I shall die the slow death."

"Listen," rejoined the young man. "We know that careful watch is being

kept, and that the enemy has many scouts and spies even marching with

us. But for all this we have a plan. We will send you by horse to the

northwest with some horsemen. I myself will go too--so that you can

approach the capital by an unaccustomed road where there will be less

danger. Already have we found that only the direct roads are fortified:

twenty miles to the north the country is undisturbed and unguarded. This

our horsemen have reported to us."

He continued explaining. For many minutes he talked, showing each point

and how easy it would be; but all the time that he was talking Wang the

Ninth was frowning because fear had gained him.

"If it must be, it must be," he said, consenting at length, with

reluctance in his manner. "My master shall not say that I failed him.

But I am afraid--great fear has gained me."

The young man laughed.

"That is not true fear. That is but hesitation and doubt. Who will face

danger willingly and not hesitate if by another way there is safety? But

now it is a question of great moment. All ask your help."

The boy flushed.

"I shall go," he said abruptly.

Now the general came to him, and patted him on the shoulder as he stood

there and spoke in his own language commending him, so the interpreter

declared, and great pride filled him. Yet afterwards forebodings

returned to him; and he sat down in the fields with the message which

had been given him in his belt, and his eyes looking into the distance.

That afternoon the young man rode for many miles with him up behind a

trooper and with other horsemen accompanying them. They went at a gallop

far to the north. Only when the sunlight was gone did they set him down

on a rutted road that coiled away to the southwest. Quite near now were

hills and mountains.

"From here it is exactly 120 _li_--forty miles--to the nearest Gate of

the capital," declared the young man in his fluent vernacular. "It would

be possible in a single day to walk thither. But allow five days, then

one extra day to make your way through the city to the foreign quarter."

He unslung a big bag of blue cloth. "Here is sufficient to eat--here is

food for six days so that you need ask no one for assistance."

The boy took the package. There was a set expression on his face.

"I am ready," he said abruptly. "For two hours I shall travel. Then I

must rest. At dawn I start again. If I have good fortune tomorrow I

shall reach the city."

He scrambled on to the side-path running along the edge of the fields of

millet, and was soon lost to view.

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