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  Doyouknowwhatfearis?Notordinaryfearofinsult,injuryordeath,butabject,quiveringdreadofsomethingthatyoucannotsee——fearthatdriestheinsideofthemouthandhalfofthethroat——

  fearthatmakesyousweatonthepalmsofthehands,andgulpinordertokeeptheuvulaatwork?ThisisafineFear——agreatcowardice,andmustbefelttobeappreciatedTheveryimprobabilityofbilliardsinadak-bungalowprovedtherealityofthethingNoman——drunkorsober——couldimagineagameatbilliards,orinventthespittingcrackofa“screw-cannon。”

  Aseverecourseofdak-bungalowshasthisdisadvantage——itbreedsinfinitecredulityIfamansaidtoaconfirmeddak-bungalow-

  haunter:——“Thereisacorpseinthenextroom,andthere’samadgirlinthenextbutone,andthewomanandmanonthatcamelhavejustelopedfromaplacesixtymilesaway。”thehearerwouldnotdisbelievebecausehewouldknowthatnothingistoowild,grotesque,orhorribletohappeninadak-bungalow。

  Thiscredulity,unfortunately,extendstoghostsArationalpersonfreshfromhisownhousewouldhaveturnedonhissideandslept。

  IdidnotSosurelyasIwasgivenupasabadcarcassbythescoresofthingsinthebedbecausethebulkofmybloodwasinmyheart,sosurelydidIheareverystrokeofalonggameatbilliardsplayedintheechoingroombehindtheiron-barreddoorMydominantfearwasthattheplayersmightwantamarkerItwasanabsurdfear;becausecreatureswhocouldplayinthedarkwouldbeabovesuchsuperfluitiesIonlyknowthatthatwasmyterror;

  anditwasreal。

  Afteralong,longwhilethegamestopped,andthedoorbangedI

  sleptbecauseIwasdeadtiredOtherwiseIshouldhavepreferredtohavekeptawakeNotforeverythinginAsiawouldIhavedroppedthedoor-barandpeeredintothedarkofthenextroom。

  Whenthemorningcame,IconsideredthatIhaddonewellandwisely,andinquiredforthemeansofdeparture。

  “Bytheway,khansamah。”Isaid,“whatwerethosethreedooliesdoinginmycompoundinthenight?”

  “Therewerenodoolies。”saidthekhansamah。

  IwentintothenextroomandthedaylightstreamedthroughtheopendoorIwasimmenselybraveIwould,atthathour,haveplayedBlackPoolwiththeownerofthebigBlackPooldownbelow。

  “Hasthisplacealwaysbeenadak-bungalow?”Iasked。

  “No。”saidthekhansamah“Tenortwentyyearsago,Ihaveforgottenhowlong,itwasabilliardroom。”

  “Ahowmuch?”

  “AbilliardroomfortheSahibswhobuilttheRailwayIwaskhansamahtheninthebighousewherealltheRailway-Sahibslived,andIusedtocomeacrosswithbrandy-shrabThesethreeroomswereallone,andtheyheldabigtableonwhichtheSahibsplayedeveryeveningButtheSahibsarealldeadnow,andtheRailwayruns,yousay,nearlytoKabul。”

  “DoyourememberanythingabouttheSahibs?”

  “Itislongago,butIrememberthatoneSahib,afatmanandalwaysangry,wasplayinghereonenight,andhesaidtome:——

  ’MangalKhan,brandy-panido,’andIfilledtheglass,andhebentoverthetabletostrike,andhisheadfelllowerandlowertillithitthetable,andhisspectaclescameoff,andwhenwe——theSahibsandImyself——rantolifthimhewasdeadIhelpedtocarryhimoutAha,hewasastrongSahib!ButheisdeadandI,oldMangalKhan,amstillliving,byyourfavor。”

  Thatwasmorethanenough!Ihadmyghost——afirsthand,authenticatedarticleIwouldwritetotheSocietyforPsychicalResearch——IwouldparalyzetheEmpirewiththenews!ButI

  would,firstofall,puteightymilesofassessedcroplandbetweenmyselfandthatdak-bungalowbeforenightfallTheSocietymightsendtheirregularagenttoinvestigatelateron。

  IwentintomyownroomandpreparedtopackafternotingdownthefactsofthecaseAsIsmokedIheardthegamebeginagain,——

  withamissinbalkthistime,forthewhirwasashortone。

  ThedoorwasopenandIcouldseeintotheroomClick——c1ick!

  ThatwasacannonIenteredtheroomwithoutfear,fortherewassunlightwithinandafreshbreezewithoutTheunseengamewasgoingonatatremendousrateAndwellitmight,whenarestlesslittleratwasrunningtoandfroinsidethedingyceiling-cloth,andapieceofloosewindow-sashwasmakingfiftybreaksoffthewindow-boltasitshookinthebreeze!

  Impossibletomistakethesoundofbilliardballs!Impossibletomistakethewhirofaballovertheslate!ButIwastobeexcused。

  EvenwhenIshutmyenlightenedeyesthesoundwasmarvelouslylikethatofafastgame。

  Enteredangrilythefaithfulpartnerofmysorrows,KadirBaksh。

  “Thisbungalowisverybadandlow-caste!NowonderthePresencewasdisturbedandisspeckledThreesetsofdoolie-

  bearerscametothebungalowlatelastnightwhenIwassleepingoutside,andsaidthatitwastheircustomtorestintheroomssetapartfortheEnglishpeople!Whathonorhasthekhansamah?

  Theytriedtoenter,butItoldthemtogoNowonder,iftheseOoriashavebeenhere,thatthePresenceissorelyspottedItisshame,andtheworkofadirtyman!”

  KadirBakshdidnotsaythathehadtakenfromeachgangtwoannasforrentinadvance,andthen,beyondmyearshot,hadbeatenthemwiththebiggreenumbrellawhoseuseIcouldneverbeforedivineButKadirBakshhasnonotionsofmorality。

  Therewasaninterviewwiththekhansamah,butashepromptlylosthishead,wrathgaveplacetopity,andpityledtoalongconversation,inthecourseofwhichheputthefatEngineer-

  Sahib’stragicdeathinthreeseparatestations——twoofthemfiftymilesawayThethirdshiftwastoCalcutta,andtheretheSahibdiedwhiledrivingadogcart。

  IfIhadencouragedhimthekhansamahwouldhavewanderedallthroughBengalwithhiscorpse。

  IdidnotgoawayassoonasIintendedIstayedforthenight,whilethewindandtheratandthesashandthewindow-boltplayedading-dong“hundredandfiftyup。”Thenthewindranoutandthebilliardsstopped,andIfeltthatIhadruinedmyonegenuine,hall-markedghoststory。

  HadIonlystoppedatthepropertime,Icouldhavemadeanythingoutofit。

  Thatwasthebitterestthoughtofall!

  THESTRANGERIDEOFMORROWBIEJUKES

  Aliveordead-thereisnootherway-

  NativeProverb。

  THEREis,astheconjurerssay,nodeceptionaboutthistale。

  Jukesbyaccidentstumbleduponavillagethatiswellknowntoexist,thoughheistheonlyEnglishmanwhohasbeenthereA

  somewhatsimilarinstitutionusedtoflourishontheoutskirtsofCalcutta,andthereisastorythatifyougointotheheartofBikanir,whichisintheheartoftheGreatIndianDesert,youshallcomeacrossnotavillagebutatownwheretheDeadwhodidnotdiebutmaynotlivehaveestablishedtheirheadquartersAnd,sinceitisperfectlytruethatinthesameDesertisawonderfulcitywherealltherichmoneylendersretreataftertheyhavemadetheirfortunesfortunessovastthattheownerscannottrusteventhestronghandoftheGovernmenttoprotectthem,buttakerefugeinthewaterlesssands,anddrivesumptuousC-springbarouches,andbuybeautifulgirlsanddecoratetheirpalaceswithgoldandivoryandMintontilesandmother-n’-pearl,IdonotseewhyJukes’staleshouldnotbetrueHeisaCivilEngineer,withaheadforplansanddistancesandthingsofthatkind,andhecertainlywouldnottakethetroubletoinventimaginarytrapsHecouldearnmorebydoinghislegitimateworkHenevervariesthetaleinthetelling,andgrowsveryhotandindignantwhenhethinksofthedisrespectfultreatmenthereceivedHewrotethisquitestraightforwardlyatfirst,buthehassincetoucheditupinplacesandintroducedMoralReflections,thus:

  InthebeginningitallarosefromaslightattackoffeverMyworknecessitatedmybeingincampforsomemonthsbetweenPakpattanandMuharakpur-adesolatesandystretchofcountryaseveryonewhohashadthemisfortunetogotheremayknowMycoolieswereneithermorenorlessexasperatingthanothergangs,andmyworkdemandedsufficientattentiontokeepmefrommoping,hadIbeeninclinedtosounmanlyaweakness。

  Onthe23dDecember,1884,IfeltalittlefeverishTherewasafullmoonatthetime,and,inconsequence,everydognearmytentwasbayingitThebrutesassembledintwosandthreesanddrovemefranticAfewdayspreviouslyIhadshotoneloud-mouthedsingerandsuspendedhiscarcassinterroremaboutfiftyyardsfrommytent-doorButhisfriendsfellupon,foughtfor,andultimatelydevouredthebody;and,asitseemedtome,sangtheirhymnsofthanksgivingafterwardwithrenewedenergy。

  Thelight-heartednesswhichaccompaniesfeveractsdifferentlyondifferentmenMyirritationgaveway,afterashorttime,toafixeddeterminationtoslaughteronehugeblackandwhitebeastwhohadbeenforemostinsongandfirstinflightthroughouttheeveningThankstoashakinghandandagiddyheadIhadalreadymissedhimtwicewithbothbarrelsofmyshot-gun,whenitstruckmethatmybestplanwouldbetoridehimdownintheopenandfinishhimoffwithahog-spearThis,ofcourse,wasmerelythesemi-deliriousnotionofafeverpatient;butIrememberthatitstruckmeatthetimeasbeingeminentlypracticalandfeasible。

  IthereforeorderedmygroomtosaddlePornicandbringhimroundquietlytotherearofmytentWhentheponywasready,I

  stoodathisheadpreparedtomountanddashoutassoonasthedogshouldagainliftuphisvoicePornic,bytheway,hadnotbeenoutofhispicketsforacoupleofdays;thenightairwascrispandchilly;andIwasarmedwithaspeciallylongandsharppairofpersuaderswithwhichIhadbeenrousingasluggishcobthatafternoonYouwilleasilybelieve,then,thatwhenhewasletgohewentquicklyInonemoment,forthebruteboltedasstraightasadie,thetentwasleftfarbehind,andwewereflyingoverthesmoothsandysoilatracingspeed。

  Inanotherwehadpassedthewretcheddog,andIhadalmostforgottenwhyitwasthatIhadtakenthehorseandhogspear。

  ThedeliriumoffeverandtheexcitementofrapidmotionthroughtheairmusthavetakenawaytheremnantofmysensesIhaveafaintrecollectionofstandinguprightinmystirrups,andofbrandishingmyhog-spearatthegreatwhiteMoonthatlookeddownsocalmlyonmymadgallop;andofshout-logchallengestothecamel-thornbushesastheywhizzedpastOnceortwiceI

  believe,IswayedforwardonPornic’sneck,andliterallyhungonbymyspurs-asthemarksnextmorningshowed。

  Thewretchedbeastwentforwardlikeathingpossessed,overwhatseemedtobealimitlessexpanseofmoonlitsandNext,I

  remember,thegroundrosesuddenlyinfrontofus,andaswetoppedtheascentIsawthewatersoftheSutlejshininglikeasilverbarbelowThenPornicblunderedheavilyonhisnose,andwerolledtogetherdownsomeunseenslope。

  Imusthavelostconsciousness,forwhenIrecoveredIwaslyingonmystomachinaheapofsoftwhitesand,andthedawnwasbeginningtobreakdimlyovertheedgeoftheslopedownwhichI

  hadfallenAsthelightgrewstrongerIsawthatIwasatthebottomofahorse-shoeshapedcraterofsand,openingononesidedirectlyontotheshoalsoftheSutlejMyfeverhadaltogetherleftme,and,withtheexceptionofaslightdizzinessinthehead,Ifeltnohadeffectsfromthefallovernight。

  Pornic,whowasstandingafewyardsaway,wasnaturallyagooddealexhausted,buthadnothurthimselfintheleastHissaddle,afavoritepoloonewasmuchknockedabout,andhadbeentwistedunderhisbellyIttookmesometimetoputhimtorights,andinthemeantimeIhadampleopportunitiesofobservingthespotintowhichIhadsofoolishlydropped。

  Attheriskofbeingconsideredtedious,Imustdescribeitatlength:inasmuchasanaccuratementalpictureofitspeculiaritieswillbeofmaterialassistanceinenablingthereadertounderstandwhatfollows。

  Imaginethen,asIhavesaidbefore,ahorseshoe-shapedcraterofsandwithsteeplygradedsandwallsaboutthirty-fivefeethigh。

  Theslope,Ifancy,musthavebeenabout65degrees。Thiscraterenclosedalevelpieceofgroundaboutfiftyyardslongbythirtyatitsbroadestpart,withacrudewellinthecentreRoundthebottomofthecrater,aboutthreefeetfromthelevelofthegroundproper,ranaseriesofeighty-threesemi-circularovoid,square,andmultilateralholes,allaboutthreefeetatthemouthEachholeoninspectionshowedthatitwascarefullyshoredinternallywithdrift-woodandbamboos,andoverthemouthawoodendrip-boardprojected,likethepeakofajockey’scap,fortwofeetNosignoflifewasvisibleinthesetunnels,butamostsickeningstenchpervadedtheentireamphitheatre-astenchfoulerthananywhichmywanderingsinIndianvillageshaveintroducedmeto。

  HavingremountedPornic,whowasasanxiousasItogetbacktocamp,IroderoundthebaseofthehorseshoetofindsomeplacewhenceanexitwouldbepracticableTheinhabitants,whoevertheymightbe,hadnotthoughtfittoputinanappearance,soIwaslefttomyowndevicesMyfirstattemptto“rush“Pornicupthesteepsand-banksshowedmethatIhadfallenintoatrapexactlyonthesamemodelasthatwhichtheant-lionsetsforitspreyAteachsteptheshiftingsandpoureddownfromaboveintons,andrattledonthedrip-boardsoftheholeslikesmallshotAcoupleofineffectualchargessentusbothrollingdowntothebottom,halfchokedwiththetorrentsofsand;andIwasconstrainedtoturnmyattentiontotheriver-bank。

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