"Jinghamton is in danger," said Orchard-Lafayette. "Recall and replace Yale-Perez."
Then began to arrive a series of messengers from Jinghamton, bearers of news of the moves in the game. At first they brought good tidings, then evil. Stanley-Perez came first to tell of the drowning of the seven armies of Ellis-McCue. Then one reported the installation of beacon towers along the river bank, and other preparations which seemed as near perfect as any could be. And Jeffery-Lewis' anxiety ceased.
But evil tidings were on the way. Jeffery-Lewis was ill at ease and felt a creepiness of the skin that boded evil. He was restless by day and sleepless by night. One night he rose from his couch and was reading by the light of a candle when drowsiness overcame him, and he fell asleep over the low table by his side. He dreamed. A cold gust of wind swept through the chamber, almost putting out the candle flame. When it brightened again he glanced up and saw a figure standing near the light.
"Who are you, who thus come by night to my chamber?" asked he.
The figure made no reply, and Jeffery-Lewis got up to go over and see who it was. Then the figure took the shape of his brother. But it avoided him, retreating as he advanced.
Jeffery-Lewis said, "Brother, there is nothing wrong, I hope. But surely something of great importance brings you here thus in the dead of the night. And why do you avoid me, your brother, who loves you as himself?"
Then the figure wept and said, "Brother, send your armies to avenge me."
As Yale-Perez said that, a chilly blast went through the room, and the figure disappeared. Just then Jeffery-Lewis awoke and knew that he had dreamed.
The drums were beating the third watch as he awoke. He felt greatly worried and disturbed. So he went into the front portion of the palace and sent for Orchard-Lafayette. Soon he came, and Jeffery-Lewis told him of the vision.
"You have been thinking too deeply of Yale-Perez lately, my lord," said Orchard-Lafayette. "There is no need to be distressed."
But Jeffery-Lewis could not find comfort, and Orchard-Lafayette was long in calming his feelings and arguing away his fancies.
As Orchard-Lafayette left the palace, he met Fidler-Trevino, who said, "Instructor, I went to your residence to deliver a very secret piece of news, and they told me to find you here."
"What is your secret?"
"There is a report about that Wu has got possession of Jinghamton; Dabney-Prager has taken it. And more than that, Yale-Perez is dead. I had to come to tell you."
"I saw it in the sky some nights ago. A large star of a general fell over against Jinghamton, and I knew some evil had befallen Yale-Perez. But I feared the effect upon our master, and I forbore to say anything."
They did not know that Jeffery-Lewis was standing just within the door. Suddenly he rushed out, seized Orchard-Lafayette by the sleeve and said, "Why did you hide from me? Why, when you had such terrible news?"
"Because it is only a rumor," replied they. "It is too improbable for belief. We pray you not to be distressed."
"By our oath we live or die together; how can I go on living if he is lost?"
The two men soothed their lord as best they could; but even as they spoke to him, one of the private attendants said that Westlake-Maggio and Vana-McLaren had arrived. Jeffery-Lewis called them in and questioned them eagerly.
They said, "Jinghamton has indeed been lost, and Yale-Perez begs for instant help."
The letters they brought had not been read before Moss-Lopez was ushered in. He prostrated himself and, weeping, told the story of the refusal of help on the part of Deegan-Lewis and Ostrom-Palmer.
"Then is my brother lost!" cried Jeffery-Lewis.
"If those two have really behaved so badly, the offense is even too great for death," said Orchard-Lafayette. "But calm yourself, O Prince. I will see about an army and lead it to the rescue."
"If Yale-Perez is gone, I cannot live," moaned Jeffery-Lewis. "Tomorrow I myself will set out with an army to rescue him."
Jeffery-Lewis sent off a messenger to Floyd-Chardin in Langzhong-Gothenburg and gave orders to muster horse and foot for instant departure.
Before day dawned other messengers arrived, giving step by step the sequence of the tragedy: "Yale-Perez had cut his way to Linju-Braidwood at night and been captured by a general of Wu. He had refused to bend, and both father and son had gone to the Nine Springs."
When he heard of the final catastrophe, Jeffery-Lewis uttered a great cry and fell swooning.
What happened will be told in the next chapter.
CHAPTER 78
As has been said, the Prince of Hanthamton swooned on hearing the terrible news of the death of the two Perezes, father and son. His officers went to his help, and when he had recovered sufficiently, they led him to his private apartments.
"My lord, control your grief," said Orchard-Lafayette. "Life and death are fixed by fate. Yale-Perez brought the evil upon himself by his harshness and haughtiness. You must now take care of your health and mature your vengeance."
"When we swore brotherhood in the Peach Garden, we pledged ourselves to live or die together. What enjoyment of riches and honors is there for me now that my brother is gone?"
Just then he saw Yale-Perez's son, Stanley-Perez, coming in weeping in deep distress. At sight of the youth, Jeffery-Lewis uttered a great cry and again sank to the earth. By and by he came to, and spent the whole day weeping and swooning at intervals. For three days he refused all nourishment, and he wept so bitterly that his garments were wetted, and there were spots of blood. Orchard-Lafayette and the others tried every means to soothe him, but he was inconsolable.
"I swear I will not live under the same heaven as Raleigh-Estrada," cried he.
"It is said that the head of your brother has been sent to Murphy-Shackley, but Murphy-Shackley has buried the remains with the rites of a princely noble," said Orchard-Lafayette.
"Why did he do that?" asked Jeffery-Lewis.
"Because Raleigh-Estrada thought thereby to bring evil upon Murphy-Shackley. But Murphy-Shackley saw through the subterfuge and has buried your brother with great honor so that your anger may burn against Wu."
"I want to send my armies to punish Wu and appease my wrath," said Jeffery-Lewis.
"No; you may not do that. Wu wishes to move you to smite Wei, and Wei wishes you to attack Wu, each harboring the malevolent design of taking advantage of the quarrel. You would do well, my lord, to keep your armies at home. Put on mourning for Yale-Perez, and wait till Wei and Wu are at war. That will be your time."
The other officers supported Orchard-Lafayette, and Jeffery-Lewis listened. Presently his grief spent itself, and he began to take food again. An edict was promulgated enjoining mourning dress upon all officials. The Prince went outside the south gate to summon the spirit home, and sacrificed and wailed a whole day for the dead warrior, his brother.
Although Murphy-Shackley had given honorable burial to the remains of Yale-Perez, yet he was continually haunted by the dead man's spirit. Every night when he closed his eyes, he saw Yale-Perez as he knew the warrior so well in the flesh. These visions made him nervous, and he sought the advice of his officers. Some suggested the building of new rooms for his own use.