Копи царя Соломона
Solomon’s Road
Iwasslightlystaggeredatthis,moreespeciallyasIsawthehandsofsomeofthemenstealdowntotheirsides,wherehungoneachwhatlookedtomelikealargeandheavyknife.
"Whatdoesthatbeggarsay?"askedGood.
"Hesayswearegoingtobekilled,"Iansweredgrimly.
"Oh,Lord!"groanedGood;and,aswashiswaywhenperplexed,heputhishandtohisfalseteeth,draggingthetopsetdownandallowingthemtoflybacktohisjawwithasnap. Itwasamostfortunatemove,fornextsecondthedignifiedcrowdofKukuanasutteredasimultaneousyellofhorror,andboltedbacksomeyards.
"What’sup?"saidI.
"It’shisteeth,"whisperedSirHenryexcitedly."Hemovedthem.Takethemout,Good,takethemout!"
Heobeyed,slippingthesetintothesleeveofhisflannelshirt.
Inanothersecondcuriosityhadovercomefear,andthemenadvancedslowly. Apparentlytheyhadnowforgottentheiramiableintentionofkillingus.
