CHAPTER XIII

THE KILLERS

I could not say if the others slept, for I knew nothing more till I

waked bewildered in a dim golden light, with my comrade of the night

touching my hand to rouse me. The rest of the troop had begun to move

forward already.

I was sunk deeply in the soft moss, which was of a very close texture,

and of so dark a green as to look black in the shadow. The branches

overhead spread low and wide, as do those of a beech. The leaves also

were beech-like, but of a golden yellow. Not the yellow of Autumn, but

one of an abundant vitality. I noticed the fragrance which had soothed

my exhaustion when we entered. It gave me now a sense of contentment and

physical well-being such as I had never experienced.

It must have been full daylight without, for the light did not increase

farther within the wood, but here it was a golden twilight only. I was

able to look clearly for the first time at my companion. The human mind

is so ductile that already the slim furred form gave an impression of

familiarity. Not being one of the Seven, she had the distinctive

patterning by which each was individualised. In her case, a zebra-like

striping on the back, produced by trimming the fur shorter, as it was of

a darker shade beneath, the silver-grey marking of the back being

superficial only.

We conversed freely as we crawled forward for some hours over the

springy moss. I met here with a mind of a ready friendliness, and a very

lively curiosity. I suppose, by our reckoning, she had lived for an

enormous period, but the mind that met me gave an impression of an

invincibly child-like quality,--but it had other characteristics which I

was to learn more slowly. The impression which I gave to her was, no

doubt, somewhat different.

Her keen delight in the new world,--as new to her as to me,--through

which we were passing, contended with her curiosity to learn the still

stranger world of which I could tell her, and gave little time for me to

learn of her, or of the life to which she was native. But she gave me

glimpses of an existence which found its pleasure in wandering through a

marine world which was as much more extensive than the dry ground as it

is to-day, and which I judged to have changed but little. One episode

she gave me vividly because of the indelible impression which it had

made upon her. It appeared that her kind can wander freely among the

huge savage creatures of the ocean-depths, exploring its heights and

valleys, and penetrating its caves with impunity, because they can

control every form of life it contains by a will-power which works

without effort. She had attempted, in a spirit of mischief, to allow

various savage creatures to attack her, intending to forbid them at the

latest second, but she found invariably that though their minds were

confused by a feeling of her complacence, the respect of her kind was

too deep an instinct for them to disobey, until she tried the trick upon

a species of shark of an exceptional ferocity. Vividly I saw it, under

depths of green water, from which all weaker forms of life had withdrawn

in terror. The savage rushes of the hungry fish which she had foiled at

the last moment with a thought of derision, and the snap of his

disappointed jaws. And then,--the instant’s diversion of mind in its

too-confident certainty, and the half-second too late,--the passionate

repulse that sent the great fish cowed and grovelling to the sea-floor a

hundred feet below,--and the consciousness that her right arm was

hanging torn and useless. And then the long swim homeward for two

thousand miles to the only place where help could be given, and how she

had told her tale to the Seven, and they had decreed that the arm should

never entirely heal, so that it should be a warning to her and all her

race for ever. And in evidence she showed the scars, where no fur grew,

and I understood that the scar of a healed wound was something beyond

the previous experience of her kind.

Of the swimming of the great tunnel she told me also, which extends for

several thousand miles from one sea to another, through an intervening

continent, and of strange forms that lurk in its labyrinth of caves,

such as the open oceans have never seen,--labyrinths in which you may

wander for many months, seeking in vain for an exit.

Of such things I learnt much, but I noticed that her mind was little

fixed upon the object of the expedition. That she understood that it was

very dangerous, and might terminate her bodily life was clear enough,

and that the thought of such potential sacrifice for her Leader’s rescue

filled her with a pleasurable exhilaration that was stronger than fear,

this I understood; but of the thought of any possible aggressive

violence to achieve her end, her mind seemed as incapable as her body

seemed ill-adapted for such a purpose. Frequently her thoughts were of

the movements in the moss below, which must have teemed with life,

though it did not annoy us in any way; or of the occasional sound of

wings in the boughs above us; or of the straight and narrow paths that

cut through the moss continually, down which we once saw a small form

disappearing, looking like a beetle running upright on its hind legs,

and of the size of a field-mouse.

But though her mind was not anxious as to the result of the expedition,

I soon had evidence that those of her Leaders were differently occupied.

A thought came down the line to halt, and for me alone to go forward.

This I did, till I came to an open space in the forest. Here I found the

five Leaders seated where the moss-carpet extended somewhat beyond the

trees, and for a moment they waited while my mind was held by the beauty

of the sight which met me.

The trees which surrounded the glade were of one kind only: beech-like

in growth, though the branches spread and drooped with greater

regularity. The gold which shows faintly on an oak in springtime was

here the dominant colour, tinged with green if the wind lifted the

leaves, which were of a fine transparency, or deepening to the

background of a Tuscan fresco, as it sank again into quietude. The moss,

which extended on all sides outward from the trees for a short distance,

showed dark in a strong sunlight. Beyond this, the glade was covered

with a short growth of coral-pink, on which blue pigeons, such as I had

seen before, were feeding, and showing no concern at our presence.

Grace of line and harmony of colour--everywhere I found them, as in the

world I had left. Surely beauty is more fundamental than righteousness!

Or may the two be one only?

If there were any difference in the new world, it was only that nature

produced her effects with greater economy of material, massing her

colours, and content to display a few varieties of plant or tree only,

where I had been used to the combinations of hundreds. But I recognised

that I had seen too little to justify such generalisations. It would be

as though a man were to spend a few days on the Norfolk Broads, or in

the Highlands of Scotland, and imagine the whole surface of the earth to

be similar to the scenes he witnessed.

But the Five were waiting. My guide of the previous night addressed her

mind to mine, and the others arranged themselves to perceive us. I was

first asked if I were willing to give my aid to the object of the

expedition, if it should be of any utility. It did not appear to occur

to them to offer any reward or inducement, and in reply I consented

unconditionally.

I was then asked to explain the purpose of the axe I carried, with which

I had defeated the vegetable octopus of my first adventure. This led me

to inquire why its victim had not been able to save herself by the power

of will on which they relied for their protection, to which I received

the answer that it would have been of little avail, as the whole forest

was against her, and was conscious that it was carrying out the duty for

which it had been planted, whereas she was breaking the treaty with its

originators. I recalled the way in which it had quailed before me, but

it was pointed out that I was not under the obligations of the

Amphibians. None the less, I felt that the incident gave me some

increased prestige in the minds that considered it. The fact was that my

hatred of the creature as an octopus was blended with the contempt which

I felt for it as a cabbage--the first idea persisting--and that this

attitude toward something which they regarded as formidable, both in

itself and in its anger, impressed them inevitably.

But I soon modified this advantage. In explaining the uses of the axe, I

offered to demonstrate it by felling one of the trees around us. The

idea that I should destroy life for an illustration broke upon their

minds with incredulity, that gave way to contempt. For a moment they

regarded me as morally unfit to be associated with their enterprise, but

recalling that they were contending against creatures even baser than

myself (if that were possible) they decided to interrogate me further.

It was first explained to me that the spirit of her whom I had rescued

so unsuccessfully was now guiding the expedition, and I was asked to put

my mind at her disposal, so that I might see the creatures against which

we were operating. On doing this, I received a vision of a forest path,

on which three of them were walking in single file. They were about

three feet in height, and in appearance they seemed to me such

caricatures of humanity as might be the outcome of a nightmare dream. In

colour they were a bright worm-pink, and of a surface which was

repulsive beyond the resource of any word we have to describe it. Their

heads were bald, but of a darker colour than their bodies and limbs.

Their eyes moved continuously with an alert and restless malignity.

Their lips--or rather the orifice of their mouths--elongated into a

narrow tube about twelve inches long, through which they could take

nourishment by suction only. Through these tubes they could make

whistling sounds, by which they communicated with one another. They

could stand easily on their legs if sight or reach required it, but

squatting was their more natural posture. Each of them carried some kind

of rope or cord in considerable quantity.

There was a fourth that followed, of the same form and colour, but of

more than twice the size, and of a ferocity more brutal, though not more

malevolent, than that of those who preceded him. He carried a powerful

bow of dark wood, bent for use, and with a shaft ready for the cord.

It was conveyed to me that these were not adult and young of the

species, but that the archer was of an exceptional growth, of which they

had two or three only in each generation.

In the vision, I could hear plainly that others of their kind were

whistling to them through the trees, to whom they replied with notes of

rising excitement. Soon I perceived that one of the frog-mouthed apes

that I had already encountered was being driven towards the party that I

watched. I understood that it had been separated from its companions,

and headed off from the safety of its native rocks. It now came bounding

in a heavy bewildered terror toward the waiting archer.

Remembering how my own axe had cut through the throat of one of these

creatures without apparently disturbing its equanimity, I was curious to

see how a shaft could discommode it. I soon learnt. The hunted creature

saw its new foes, and turned sideways. As it did so, it crossed the bole

of a giant tree, and at the instant the archer wrenched the bow back to

his ear, and the shaft flew. It drove through its victim’s neck, and

deep into the trunk behind it. Before the shaft had ceased to quiver,

the three that bore the ropes leapt forward and were twining them round

the now struggling victim, binding it first to the trunk, and then,

heedless of the gnashing teeth above the fastened neck, till every limb

was useless.

By now the beasts that had driven it were arriving, and with an inferno

of exultant whistlings the worm-pink crowd had loosed it from the tree,

and drawn the shaft out of its neck, that they might drag it with them,

now roped beyond movement. I watched it drawn for some miles in this

way, clear of the woods, and up by rocky paths, until a high plateau was

reached, a mile-wide shelf of rock, beyond which the mountain rose

abruptly once again. On this shelf was their stronghold. A low,

continuous, smooth-sided back-sloping stone-seeming wall, very broad at

the base, and rising to a sharp ridge, swept crescent-shaped from the

cliff, and enclosed the larger half of the plateau.

To this wall there was one barricaded entrance only, through which the

hunters dragged their victim. Many more of their kind, of all sizes,

were within the enclosure, but the sight of the captured prey was

evidently too commonplace to attract their attention, and I saw that

they squatted in the sun, or moved on their own errands, in complete

indifference, while it was dragged toward a large cistern of boiling

water, which was sunk in the ground, and into the centre of which a

stone pier jutted. By carrying their ropes round the sides of the

cistern they were able to draw their victim along this pier, so that it

fell off at the extremity into the boiling vat. It was bound too tightly

to struggle, and sank at once to the bottom, where it continued to move

spasmodically as long as I observed it. I understood that it would boil

there for many hours till the contents of the tough skin should be

reduced to a semi-liquid form, such as its captors could draw in through

their sucking mouths, and the whole sight filled me with a loathing for

these bestial forms, and for the cruelties they practised. I did not

reflect that the boiling of living fish, which is common in Asia, or of

lobsters in our own country, is a far greater cruelty, being exercised

on creatures of higher sensibility, and with far less excuse, as they

could be killed without difficulty, which was by no means certain in the

instance which I was observing.

I saw also that the centre of the crescent did not contain any buildings

except such as were of a public character. Of these one confined the

selected victims of the approaching feast, and this was built over one

end of the boiling tank, and guarded by one of the giant archers, with a

number of assistants round him. There was one other giant lying with a

leg discoloured and useless against the cliff-wall, in an evidently

dying condition,--shortly, no doubt, to share the fate of a dead body of

one of their number which I saw flung over the farther side of the

plateau, where it fell abruptly to a great depth.

I saw that the wall was hollow, with many doorways on the inner side,

and that it formed the dwellings of the settlement. There were many

young, moving in a more lively manner than the adults, and including two

of the archer kind, which, though evidently immature, were already

larger than the rest of the tribe.

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