"Be not mad, Hafela!" she said."Will you listen to the lies that this renegade tells to work upon your fears? Will you abandon victory when it lies within your grasp, and in place of a great king become a fugitive whom all men mock at, an outcast to be hunted down at leisure by that brother against whom you dared to rebel, but on whom you did not dare to shut your hand when he lay in its hollow? Silence the tongue of this captive rogue for ever and become a man again, with the heart of a man.""Now," said Hokosa gently; "many would find it hard to believe that Ireared this woman from childhood, nursing her with my own hands when she was sick and giving her of the best I had; that afterwards, when you stole her from me, Prince, I sinned deeply to win her back.That Imarried her and sinned yet more deeply to give her the greatness she desired; and at last, of my own will, I loosed the bonds by which Iheld her, although I could not thrust her memory from my heart.Yet Ihave earned it all, for I made her the tool of my witchcraft, and therefore it is just that she should turn and rend me.Well, if you like it, take her counsel, Prince, and let mine go, for I care nothing which you take; only, forgive me if I prophesy once more and for the last time--I am sure that Nodwengo yonder spoke truth when he bade your herald tell me that he who causes my blood to flow shall surely die and for it be called to a strict account.Prince, I am a Christian now, and believe me, whatever you may do, I seek no revenge upon you;having been myself forgiven so much, in my turn I have learned to forgive.Yet it may be ill for that man who causes my blood to flow.""Let him be strangled," said a captain who stood near by, "and then there will be no blood in the matter.""Friend," answered Hokosa, "you should have been not a soldier but a pleader of causes.True it is then that the prince will only cause my life to fly, but whether that is a smaller sin I leave you to judge.""Keep him prisoner," said another, "till we learn how these matters end.""Nay," answered Hafela, "for then he will surely outwit us and escape.
Noma, what shall we do with this man who was your husband? Tell us, for you should know best how to deal with him.""Let me think," she answered, and she looked first at the ground beneath her, next around her, then upwards toward the skies.
Now they stood at the foot of the koppie, on the flat top of which grew the great Tree of Doom, that for generations had served the People of Fire as a place of execution of their criminals, or of those who fell under the ban of the king or of the witch-doctors.Among and above the finger-like fronds of this strange and dreadful-looking tree towered that white dead limb shaped like a cross, which Owen had pointed out to his disciple John, taking it to be a sign and a promise.This cross stood out clear against the sinking moon.It caught Noma's eye, and a devilish thought entered into her heart.
"You would keep this fellow alive?" she said, "and yet you would not suffer him to escape.See, there above you is a cross such as he worships.Bind him to it as he says the Man whom he worships was bound, and let that dead Man help him if he may."The prince and those about Noma shrank back a little in horror.They were cruel men rendered more cruel by their superstitious fear of one whom they believed to be uncanny; one to whom they attributed inhuman powers which he was exercising to their destruction, but still this doom seemed dreadful to them.Noma read their minds and went on passionately:--"You deem me unmerciful, but you do not know what I have suffered at this wizard's hands.For his sake and because of him I am haunted.For his own purposes he opened the gates of Distance, he sent me down among the dwellers in Death, causing me to interpret their words for him.I did so, but the dwellers came back out of Death with me, and from that hour they have not left me, nor will they ever leave me; for night by night they sojourn at my side, tormenting me with terrors.He has told me that through my mouth that spirit whom he drew into my body prophesied that he should be 'lifted up above the people.' Let the prophecy be fulfilled, let him be lifted up, for then perchance the ghosts will depart from me and I shall win peace and sleep.Also, thus alone can you hold him safe and yet shed no blood.""Be it so," said the prince."When we plotted together of the death of the king, and as your price, Hokosa, you bargained for the girl whom Ihad chosen to wife, did I not warn you that this witch of many spells, who holds both our hearts in her little hands, should yet hound you to death and mock you while you perished by an end of shame? What did Itell you, Hokosa?"
Now when he heard his fate, Hokosa bowed his head and trembled a little.Then he lifted it, and exclaimed in a clear voice:--"It is true, Prince, but I will add to your words.She shall bring /both/ of us to death.For me, I am honoured indeed in that there has been allotted to me that same end which my Master chose.To that cross let my sins be fastened and with them my body."Now the moon sank, but in the darkness men were found who dared to climb the tree, taking with them strips of raw hide.They reached the top of it, four of them, and seating themselves upon the arms of the cross, they let down a rope, the noose of which was placed about the body of Hokosa.As it tightened upon him, he turned his calm and dreadful eyes on to the eyes of Noma and said to her:--"Woman, I do not reproach you; but I lay this fate upon you, that you shall watch me die.Thereafter, let God deal with you as He may choose."Now, when she heard these words Noma shrieked aloud, for of a sudden she felt that the power of the will of Hokosa, from which she had been freed by him, had once more fallen upon her, and that come what might she was doomed to obey his last commands.
Little by little the soldiers drew him up and in the darkness they bound him fast there upon the lofty cross.Then they descended and left him, and would have led Noma with them from the tree.But this they could not do, for always she broke from them screaming, and fled back to its shadow.
Then, seeing that she was bewitched, Hafela commanded that they should bind a cloth about her mouth and leave her there till her senses returned to her in the sunlight--for none of them dared to stop with her in the shadow of that tree, since the odours of it were poisonous to man.Also they believed the place to be haunted by evil spirits.
