Копи царя Соломона
Solomon’s Treasure Chamber
SaythatifIliveagain,mayhapIshallseehimintheStars, andthat—Iwillsearchthemall,thoughperchancethereIshouldstillbeblackandhewould—stillbewhite. Say—nay,Macumazahn,saynomore,savethatIlove —Oh,holdmecloser,Bougwan,Icannotfeelthinearms—oh!oh!"
"Sheisdead—sheisdead!"mutteredGood,risingingrief,thetearsrunningdownhishonestface.
"Youneednotletthattroubleyou,oldfellow,"saidSirHenry.
"Eh!"exclaimedGood; "whatdoyoumean?"
"Imeanthatyouwillsoonbeinapositiontojoinher. Man,don’tyouseethatweareburiedalive?"
UntilSirHenryutteredthesewordsIdonotthinkthatthefullhorrorofwhathadhappenedhadcomehometous,preoccupiedaswewerewiththesightofpoorFoulata’send. Butnowweunderstood. Theponderousmassofrockhadclosed,probablyforever,fortheonlybrainwhichknewitssecretwascrushedtopowderbeneathitsweight. Thiswasadoorthatnonecouldhopetoforcewithanythingshortofdynamiteinlargequantities. Andwewereonthewrongside!
Forafewminuteswestoodhorrified,thereoverthecorpseofFoulata.Allthemanhoodseemedtohavegoneoutofus.Thefirstshockofthisideaoftheslowandmiserableendthatawaiteduswasoverpowering. Wesawitallnow;thatfiendGagoolhadplannedthissnareforusfromthefirst.
