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about me. These special recommendations were turning up
again. The volume of tone he emitted without effort, almost
without the trouble of moving his lips, amazed me. A voice!
a voice! It was grave, profound, vibrating, while the man
did not seem capable of a whisper. However, he had enough
strength in him— factitious no doubt—to very nearly make
an end of us, as you shall hear directly.
‘The manager appeared silently in the doorway; I stepped
out at once and he drew the curtain after me. The Russian,
eyed curiously by the pilgrims, was staring at the shore. I
followed the direction of his glance.
‘Dark human shapes could be made out in the distance,
flitting indistinctly against the gloomy border of the forest,
and near the river two bronze figures, leaning on tall spears,
stood in the sunlight under fantastic head-dresses of spot-
ted skins, warlike and still in statuesque repose. And from
right to left along the lighted shore moved a wild and gor-
geous apparition of a woman.
‘She walked with measured steps, draped in striped and
fringed cloths, treading the earth proudly, with a slight jin-
gle and flash of barbarous ornaments. She carried her head
high; her hair was done in the shape of a helmet; she had
brass leggings to the knee, brass wire gauntlets to the elbow,
a crimson spot on her tawny cheek, innumerable necklaces
of glass beads on her neck; bizarre things, charms, gifts of
witch-men, that hung about her, glittered and trembled at
every step. She must have had the value of several elephant
tusks upon her. She was savage and superb, wild-eyed and
magnificent; there was something ominous and stately in