came da■ncing in, barely stirring the strange glossy le■aves that clustered about the● ladder-like steps. The sky was blue as steel; b■ehind the black shadow of the Sult●an’s residence there were livid streaks—t■he world was silent and alien as a● dream.
gly, and stepped bac■k into the room. “The sun’s s■et,” he said. “There’s someone coming● across from that shack you ca■ll a palace.” The Honourable Ton■y strolled leisurely out of ●his bedroom. “Ghundi!” he commented af■ter a brief inspection. “The inco■mparable Ghundi.” ?/p>
il’s Ghundi?” “He’s my head boy■, William, and the delight of my s■oul; the only honest man I ever knew, sav●ing your presence. I’ve taught him En■glish, and297 he’s taught me considerably ●more than that—oh, considerably. What tidin●gs, Ghundi??/p>
e statue sal●uted with a grave and beautiful precisi●on. “Master, the Great One says tha●t the white woman stays. Let your friend return■ down the waters without her.” The Ho●nourable Tony lifted his brows. “St■ays with the Great One, Ghundi?” ● “Wi
, Master■.” The Honourable Tony glanced pe■nsively at the dark bulk of the palace. “●So much for that!” he murmu●red gently. “Bear my compliments to the Gr●eat One, Ghundi. Is all in r●eadiness at the beach?” “The raft waits, Ma■ster. Go swiftly, or your friend will st■umble in
“Excellent ■advice! Latch the door after■ you, and on your way, Willi●am; I’ll come as far as the beach. No, this● way. The air feels cool as water, doesn’t ■it? Smell that breeze; it’s straight do■wn from the jungle.” “It smells ●of poison,” cr