"Look," exclaimed Canaris, leaning over the parapet, "look down there!"
He pointed into the gorge, and Guy, glancing down, saw torches flaring against the rocky walls, revealing in their glow dark, swiftly-moving figures, and weird shadows dancing on the waters of the torrent.
Canaris observed Guy"s expression of alarm, for he said calmly: "Don"t fear. We are perfectly safe; try and sleep some; you need rest badly."
Canaris stretched himself out flat, and, after making sure that Melton was sleeping--for the poor fellow"s weariness was greater than the pain of the wound--Guy, too, lay down on the hard rock, and fell instantly asleep.
Dawn had been very near when they reached their hiding place. Through the early hours of the morning they slept on, heedless of the loud cries, the sounds of anger and wrath that floated up from the shadows of the gorge, and when the sun was past its meridian, Guy awoke. Canaris stretched himself and sat up at the same time.
Their first thought was of Melton. He was still sleeping, but it was a restless, uneasy slumber, for he tossed about and moaned.
The heat was now very great, and they suffered terribly from thirst. Far below they could hear the water rushing over its stony bed, and the sound was maddening.
Even had one dared to attempt that perilous descent in the broad light of day, there would have been danger from another source, for all that afternoon Somalis and Arabs in large and small parties pa.s.sed up and down the gorge, even scanning at times the rocky sides of the cliff, but never for a moment suspecting the close proximity of those they sought.
At last Melton awoke. He was weak and feverish. His wound had opened, and his clothes were heavy with stiffened blood. He complained bitterly of thirst, and talked at times in a rambling, excited manner.
"He"s in a bad way," said the Greek. "We must leave here as soon as night comes, and as he is too ill to walk, he must be carried."
"What do you propose to do?" asked Guy.
"Well," rejoined Canaris, "we shall travel only at night. If all goes well, we will be fifty miles distant in four or five days, and on the fifth night we shall reach our journey"s end."
"Our journey"s end?" queried Guy.
"Yes; of our land-journey at least, for we shall then be at the entrance to the underground river."
CHAPTER XVI.
BESIEGED.
The African sun had gone down, leaving only a reddish tinge against the western horizon, when the three fugitives left their refuge and climbed to the top of the cliff. In the dim twilight it was impossible to make out the country which lay vaguely outspread at their feet.
Canaris made a rude stretcher of branches, and, arranging Melton as comfortably as possible, they started away. The top of the gorge sloped on this side into a valley, and following this for some distance they finally reached more open country.
No trace of their pursuers was seen. They had all gone back to Harar, for none ever remained outside the walls at night, Canaris declared.
Soon a small stream was reached, where they lunched and quenched their thirst. Canaris washed Melton"s wound, and bound it up in soft, wet bandages. After a while the moon came out, and they could see for some distance on either side.
It seemed strange to reflect that they were now traveling through a vast and absolutely unexplored part of Africa. All was wild and desolate, for Harar and its vicinity once left behind, no villages or habitations were found.
The cries of various animals echoed from the forest, and once a lion roared loudly; but without molestation from man or beast our little party toiled on painfully until dawn.
They carried Melton every step of the way, and when they halted in a glade close to a pool, he was sleeping soundly.
Either the fresh water or the long rest had helped him, for when night came again he was able to walk, and day by day he grew better.
For three nights they journeyed to the southward, sleeping all day in secluded spots.
The wisdom of night travel was plainly seen, for they often discovered camp fires gleaming on each side of them, and on one occasion nearly ran into a wandering group of Gallas, while from their hiding place during the day they saw caravans and hordes of natives journeying to and fro.
The night had its disadvantages too, for twice they were attacked by howling animals, and on one occasion had to climb trees while a herd of elephants went trumpeting past. Fortunately, more dangerous beasts kept their distance.
The third night"s journey led them through a most unusually rich and fertile country, miles of mellow pasturage watered by many streams, bits of forest land, and meadows clumped with bushes and patches of trees, while on both sides were the dark profiles of huge mountains.
That day they slept on the side of a hill among great rocks, and when they were preparing to start at sundown, Canaris said briefly:
"We ought to reach our journey"s end before morning."
Of the stores they had brought along there now remained but a handful of crumbs. Guy was deeply concerned over the question of supplies for their voyage in case the underground river was discovered, but Canaris bade him not to worry until the time came.
With feelings which it would be difficult to describe, they resumed their night-march. An unknown future, full of terrors and fears, yawned before them.
It is hard to say what guided Canaris in the direction he took. He had once been over the ground, but it was scarcely possible that he could remember the read so well. He strode on full of confidence, however, his rifle over his shoulder and his revolver ready for use in his right hand. Guy and Melton followed behind in single file.
They made slow progress, for Canaris led them in among mountain gorges, and they were compelled to ford streams and clamber painfully over big stones.
At last they emerged again on more open ground and traveled through patches of waving gra.s.s and scrub, keeping parallel all the while with two mountain ranges that lay to the right and left. The land was full of rolling swells like ocean waves, and as they pa.s.sed over the crest of one of these ridges a sudden gleam of moonlight shining on water some distance off riveted their attention.
As they descended into the hollow it was hidden from view. Several times the Greek halted and scrutinized his surroundings closely. He was not altogether satisfied, for he no longer strode on confidently, but walked with a hesitating step. Guy and Melton shared his anxiety.
"What"s wrong?" inquired the former. "Have you missed the way, Canaris?"
"I don"t know," replied the Greek. "We must stop soon and wait for daylight. We ought to be close to the stone kraal by this time."
While conversing they had crossed another slight swell, and they were half way down the hollow when a hoa.r.s.e cry from Melton brought them to a halt.
The scene before them was enough to appall the stoutest heart. Twenty yards away lay a broad pool of water and along its sandy edge were grouped half a dozen great lions, some lapping up the water greedily, others sitting lazily on their haunches, waiting no doubt for some fat deer to pa.s.s that way.
A low chorus of growls greeted the approach of the travelers, and made them shiver from head to foot.
"Shall I fire?" whispered Guy excitedly.
"No, for your life, no," retorted Canaris. "Back up the hill as silently as possible. Don"t shoot unless we are attacked."
With arms in readiness they moved backward step by step. The lions began to pace up and down the strip of sand, tossing their s.h.a.ggy heads toward the frightened men, and then the leader, a monstrous fellow with a mane that swept the ground, advanced a few paces and uttered a tremendous roar that seemed to shake the earth.
Guy c.o.c.ked his rifle, but at the sharp click Canaris turned on him fiercely.
"Don"t shoot," he whispered. "Don"t shoot. If we can get over the ridge we may escape. I don"t think they will attack us."
In a moment more they reached the crest of the slope. The lions were still down by the pool.
"Look," exclaimed Canaris, pointing to the right. "Do you see those rocks! We must make a run for them."