The girl smiled. "Not now, my lord."
As she set off up the slope, the Tuginda turned to Kelderek.
"What plan is he speaking of?" she asked.
"Lord Ta-Kominion is going to lead our people against Bekla, saiyett, to win back what is ours by ancient right. They have crossed the Telthearna--"
"By now they will already be on the march," said Ta-Kominion.
"And our part, saiyett," went on Kelderek eagerly, "is to take Lord Shardik there, you and I. The baron will give us craftsmen to make a wheeled cage and men to draw it--"
He stopped a moment, meeting her incredulous eyes; but she said nothing and he resumed.
"He will be drugged, saiyett, as he was in the first days. I know it will be difficult--dangerous too--but I am not afraid. For the sake of the people--"
"I never heard such nonsense in my life," said the Tuginda.
"Saiyett!"
"It will not be attempted. It is plain that you know nothing either of Lord Shardik or the true nature of his power. He is not some weapon or tool to be used for men's worldly greed. No--" she held up her hand as Ta-Kominion was about to speak--"nor even for the material gain of Ortelga. What God is pleased to impart to us through Shardik, that we should be holding ourselves ready to receive with humility and thanks. If the people believe in Shardik, that is their blessing. But you and I--we neither determine nor confer that blessing. I drugged Lord Shardik to save his life. He will not be drugged in order that he may be taken in a cage to Bekla."
Ta-Kominion remained silent for a little, the fingers of his injured arm, in its sling, tapping gently against his left side. At length he said, "And long ago, saiyett, when Shardik was brought to the Ledges, how, may I ask, was he brought, if not drugged and restrained?"
"Means used for an end appointed by God, that his servants might serve him. You are intending to make him a weapon of bloodshed for your own power."
"Time is short, saiyett. I have no time for argument."
"There is nothing over which to argue."
"Nothing," replied Ta-Kominion in a low, hard voice.
Stepping forward, he grasped the Tuginda strongly by the wrist. "Kelderek, you shall have your craftsmen within two hours, though the iron and some of the heavy materials may take longer. Remember, everything depends on resolution. We'll not fail the people, you and I."
For an instant he looked at Kelderek and his look said, "Are you a man, as you maintain, or an overgrown child under the thumb of a woman?" Then, still gripping the Tuginda's wrist, he called to the servants, who approached hesitantly from the scrub on the other side of the track.
"Numiss," said Ta-Kominion, "the saiyett is returning with us to meet Lord Zelda and the army on the road." He slipped his arm out of the leather strap. "Take this and tie her wrists behind her back."
"My--my lord," stammered Numiss, "I am afraid--"
Without another word Ta-Kominion, setting his teeth against the pain in his arm, himself drew the Tuginda's hands behind her back and bound them tightly with the strap. Then he put the free end into Numiss's hand. He held his knife in his teeth the while and was clearly ready to use it, but she made no resistance, standing silent with closed eyes and only compressing her lips as the strap cut into her wrists.
"Now we will go," said Ta-Kominion. "Believe me, saiyett, I regret this affront to your dignity. I do not wish to be obliged to gag you, so no cries for help, I beg you."
In the near-darkness of moonset the Tuginda turned and looked at Kelderek. For a moment his eyes met hers; then they fell to the ground and he did not look up as he heard her footsteps begin to stumble away along the track. When at length he did so, both she and Ta-Kominion were already some distance off. He ran after them and Ta-Kominion turned quickly, knife in hand.
"Ta-Kominion!" He was panting. "Don't harm her! She must not be hurt or ill-treated! She is not to come to any harm! Promise me."
"I promise you, High Priest of Lord Shardik in Bekla!"
Kelderek stood hesitant, half-hoping that she might speak even now. But she said nothing and soon they were gone, sight and sound, into the dawn mist and gloom of the valley. Once he heard Ta-Kominion's voice. Then he was alone in the solitude.
He turned and walked slowly back, past the dead man shrouded in his bloody cloak, past the rock where Shardik had lain in wait. On his left, above the dreary forest, the first light was gathering in the sky. Not a blow had yet been struck in the war, and yet he was filled with a sense of loneliness and danger, of being already committed past recall on a desperate enterprise which, if it did not succeed, could end only in ruin and death. He looked about the empty, twilit valley with a kind of puzzled surprise, such as a malicious child might feel, on holding a burning torch to a rick or thatch, to find that it caught slowly and did not on the instant blaze up to match the idea he had formed in his mind. Was desperation, then, so slow a business?
From the hillside he heard his name called and, turning, saw the tall shape of Rantzay striding down, with six or seven of the girls. At once his apprehension left him and he went to meet them, clear in mind and purposeful.
"Zilthe has told us, my lord, how Lord Shardik struck down the traitor from Ortelga. Is all well? Where are the Tuginda and the young baron?"
"They--they have returned together down the valley. The army has already set out and they have gone to join it. It is Lord Shardik's will to join the march on Bekla. We have to carry out that will, you and I, and there is no time to be lost."
"What are we to do, my lord?"
"Have you still got the sleeping drug in the camp--the drug which was used to heal Lord Shardik?"
"We have that and other drugs, my lord, but none in great quantity."
"There may well be enough. You are to seek out Lord Shardik and drug him insensible. How can it best be done?"
"He may take it in food, my lord. If not, we shall have to wait until he sleeps and then pierce him. That would be very dangerous, though it could be attempted."
"You have until sunset. If by some means or other he can be brought near this place, so much the better. Indeed, he must not fall asleep in thick forest, or all may fail."
Rantzay frowned and shook her head at the difficulty of the task. She was about to speak again, but Kelderek forestalled her.
"It must be attempted, Rantzay. If it is God's will--and I know that it is--you will succeed. At all costs, Lord Shardik must be drugged insensible by sunset."
At that moment they became aware of a confused noise, far off and still so faint as to be audible only between the gusts of the dawn breeze. As they listened it grew louder, until they could discern metallic sounds and human voices, a shouted order, a snatch of song. At length in the growing light they saw, far below them, a slowly moving, dusty line, creeping on like a thread of spilled water across a paved floor. The vanguard of Ta-Kominion's army was coming up the valley.