CHAPTER XLI - MAPHIR INVESTIGATES
If humanitarian
sympathy needed any reinforcement in such an extremity it found it in
the sturdy friendship of Teresh and his coworkers. They were unable to
refrain from tears at the emaciated and revolting state in which they
had found their friend and master, but at the same time they rejoiced to
know the worst, and be assured that, bad as it was, it was not too late.
Assiduous attention, careful treatment, and such nursing as would be at
his disposal now, would do much to restore if it could not redeem.
The time for
consultation and formulation of plans, however, was not yet. The Prince's present comfort and the
furnishing of such nourishment as was safe under the circumstances, was
far more important than arranging details for the future, and while
Teresh and Zachra performed the more personal duties, Maphir returned
again and again to his rooms, which were emptied of everything that
could be placed at such a welcome disposal.
After a time, when
the change had been completed and the first nourishment was producing
some signs if improvement, Glarces was carefully transferred to a
hammock of skins and carried away into the labyrinth of caves, where a
search would be necessary to discover him, when any visit on the part of
his gaolers was attempted. Here Maphir had arranged a temporary abode, at
about half the distance from his own, and also conveniently placed for
contesting their possession of the prisoner if called upon to do so.
This successfully
accomplished, the hunter, after arranging a signal of recall, should he
be wanted, again disappeared, his object being to ascertain where the
prison was situated and by what other means it had been reached. For
this purpose he returned to the cave and carefully examined it. It told
its own tale of a punishment too inhuman to narrate, of a fiendish
determination to torture we will mercifully forbear to record. Maphir,
however, noted with patience every peculiar feature it contained,
careful to disturb nothing, for his mind was quietly anticipating a
future service it might render. He had formulated a plan, over the details of which he
occasionally smiled, but said nothing.
When satisfied
with his observation of the cell he turned his attention to the
corridor, assured that, where the arrangement of apartments was sufficiently intricate to confuse
himself, there must be some guiding mark for others. He
was not wrong. In such a place where none but the initiated could gain
admission, or if admitted would have the hardihood to venture, there was
little need for secrecy, and Maphir, with his eyes now open to find the
clue, at once saw the white marks on the passage walls at short
intervals, or at the outlet of a chamber indicating which way he had to
take. This trail he followed, the torch well above him and Zhan close
upon his heels, until presently he came to a sudden halt - he stood upon
the verge of a chasm upon the other side of which lay the golden caves.
He had suspected
it almost from the outset. His ears had early caught the sound of the
rushing waters, but whoever had selected the prison of the Prince had
been cautious to locate it where the sound was lost, that it might not render any possible
assistance in escape.
The deep fissure
at this point was little more than a fathom in width, spanned by a light
and portable gangway which might easily be removed if necessary.
Caution, however, was not needed in such a case, and, the means being at
hand, Maphir crossed to confirm his conclusions. On returning his first
thought was to draw the bridge to his own side, but he abandoned it at
once - it would divulge a secret he desired to keep for the present.
This being all he
wished to know of the place and its location, for the time being, he went back to acquaint his
friends with his discovery, and, the Prince being in a doze, they
withdrew for a hasty consultation.
The prostration of
Glarces, even though there proved to be no further reasons, rendered it
imperative that, for the time, he should remain in or near his present
quarters, both for convenience of nursing and also guarding the secret.
Zachra was the responsible steward of the golden caves, from the
storehouses of which he could not only comfortably, but luxuriously,
furnish a suite of apartments for the Prince's use, and thus avoid any
danger of discovery from without. Then, when health and strength were
sufficiently recovered, Glarces could go to a distance and perfect his
plans for justice and the punishment of Lais.
The one difficulty
they now had to face was the discovery when the morning visit was paid
to the cell, and this occasioned Teresh and Zachra more uneasiness than
they were willing to confess. Maphir, on the contrary, regarded the
matter with perfect equanimity, asking for it to be left in his hands.
Should any assistance be wanted he would call on Zhan, and whatever occurred he was sure
they would be equal to the occasion.
So the
conference ended, and present arrangements were satisfactorily
completed.
Through the night
Glarces was only able to sleep in fitful snatches. Now that a tardy relief
had come to his misfortunes, and his waking periods had been transformed into much needed
consolations, his times of sleep - so welcome before, and yet so
difficult to reach - had been changed into a modified form of his inhuman
punishment. In his newly found relief he desired to keep awake, nor lose the
vision of the faces which hovered over him, but the force of weakness closed
his eyes, worn out nature reached hungrily towards recuperation, and he
was compelled to sink back again into disquieting slumber.
Still, the short
sleeps and intervening judicious administering of nourishment - such as
Maphir's scant resources could produce - had a beneficial effect, and
before the morning he showed material improvement.
He was yet too weak to speak, but the
spark of life brightened in his eyes, and he was quite conscious of his
surroundings.
When the morning had
come Teresh took his hand, and for the first time ventured to speak to
him. He had to leave for a while, duty called him away, but he would go
straight to Tasha, tell her what had happened, and send her to nurse him.
At the mention of the beloved name he
made an effort to turn his head, the suggestion of a smile was visible,
then his eyes filled with tears.
So Teresh left him, arranging with
Maphir to be in his lodging to receive the lady Tasha when the sun had
travelled two degrees.