"It is the treasure," he said, in a low tone of exultation. "At last the luck has turned."
"How much does it weigh?" said Juanna, as they sped onwards.
"Some seven or eight pounds, I should say," he answered, still exultantly. "Seven or eight solid pounds of gems, the finest in the world."
"Then give it to me," she said; "I have nothing else to carry. You may have to use both your hands presently."
"True," he answered, and passed the string of the bag over her head.
Now they went on up the smooth sloping bed of the stream, suffering little inconvenience, except from the cold of the water that flowed about their ankles.
"The stream has risen a little, Baas, since I passed it this morning," said Otter. "Doubtless this day's sun has melted some snow at its source. To–morrow we might not have been able to travel this road."
"Very likely," answered Leonard. "I told you that our luck had turned at last."
Twenty minutes more and they reached the mouth of the tunnel, and passing between the blocks of ice, found themselves upon the mountain side. But, as it chanced, the face of the moon was hidden by clouds, which is often the case in this country at the beginning of the spring season, for whereas in winter the days are almost invariably misty and the nights clear, in spring and summer these atmospheric conditions are frequently reversed. So dark was it indeed, that it proved impossible to attempt the ascent of the mountain until the day broke, since to do so would be to run the risk of losing themselves, and very possibly of breaking their necks among its numerous clefts and precipices.
After a minute's hasty discussion they set to work to fill up the mouth of the tunnel, or rather the cracks between the blocks of ice that already encumbered it, with such material as lay to hand, namely lumps of frozen snow, gravel, and a few large stones which they were fortunate enough to find in the immediate vicinity, for the darkness rendered it impossible to search for these at a distance. While they were thus engaged they heard the voices of priests speaking on the further side of their somewhat inefficient barrier, and worked harder than ever, thinking that the moment of attack had come.
To their astonishment, however, the sound of talking died away.
"Now where have they gone?" said Leonard—"to climb the cliff by another path and cut us off?"
"I think not, Deliverer," answered Olfan, "for I know of no such path. I think that they have gone to bring heavy beams by means of which they will batter down the ice wall."
"Still there is such a path, King," said one of the captains, "for I myself have often climbed it when I was young, searching for snow–flowers to bring to her whom I courted in those days."
"Can you find it now, friend?" asked Olfan eagerly.
"I do not forget a road that I have trod," said the captain, "but it is one not easy to follow."
"See now, Shepherdess," said Olfan after thinking awhile, "shall we take this man for a guide and return down the cliff to the city, for there, unless fate is against us, we may find friends among the soldiers and fight out this battle with the priests."
"No, no," answered Juanna almost passionately, "I would rather die than go back to that dreadful place to be murdered at last. Do you go if you will, Olfan, and leave us to take our chance."
"That I cannot do, Queen, for I am sworn to a certain service," he said proudly. "But hearken, my friend; follow this path of which you speak, if you can do so in the darkness, and find help. Then return swiftly to this spot where I and your two comrades will hold the priests at bay. Perchance you will not find us living, but this I charge you, if we are dead give it out that the gods have left the land because they were so evilly dealt with, and rouse up the people to fall upon the priests and make an end of them once and for ever, for thus only shall they win peace and safety."
Making no reply, the man shook Olfan and the other two captains by the hand, saluted Juanna, and vanished into the darkness. Then they all sat down in front of the mouth of the tunnel to wait and watch, and very glad were they of the goat–skin cloaks which had belonged to the priests, for as the night drew towards the dawn, the cold became so bitter that they could scarcely bear it, but were obliged to rise and stamp to and fro to keep their wet feet from freezing.
"Leonard," said Juanna, "you do not know what passed after Nam trapped you," and she told him all the tale.
When she had finished he rose and, taking Olfan by the hand, said: "King, I thank you. May fortune deal as well with you as you have dealt by me and mine!"
"Say no more, Deliverer," answered Olfan hastily; "I have but done my duty and fulfilled my oath, though at times the path of duty is hard for a man to follow." And he looked towards Juanna and sighed.
Leonard sat down and was silent, but many a time both then and in after–days did he wonder at the nobleness of mind of this savage king, which enabled him, under circumstances so cruel, to conquer his own passion and show himself willing to lay down life and throne together, that he might carry out his vow to protect the woman who had brought him so much pain and now left him for ever with his successful rival.
At length, looking at the mountain peak above them, they saw its snows begin to blush red with the coming of the dawn, and just then also they heard many voices talking within the tunnel, and caught glimpses of lights flashing through the openings in their rude fortifications. The priests, who no doubt had been delayed by the procuring of the timbers which were to serve as battering–rams, and the labour necessary to drag them up the steep incline of the tunnel, had returned, and in force. A few more minutes and a succession of dull thuds on the further side of the ice wall told the little band of defenders that their enemies were at work.
"The light grows quickly, Deliverer," said Olfan quietly; "I think that now you may begin to ascend the mountain and take no harm."
"What shall we do with this man?" asked Leonard, pointing to Nam.
"Kill him," said Otter.
"No, not yet awhile," answered Olfan. "Take this," and he handed Leonard the spear of the third captain, who had left it when he started down the mountain, fearing that it might encumber him, "and drive him along with you at its point. Should we be overpowered, you may buy your lives as the price of his. But should we hold them back and you escape, then do with him what you will."
"I know well what I would do," muttered Otter, glowering at the priest.
"And now, farewell," went on Olfan in the same calm voice. "Bring more ice, comrades, or stone if you can see any; the wall cracks."
Leonard and Otter wrung the king's hand in silence, but Juanna could not leave him thus, for her heart was melted at the thought of all his goodness.
"Forgive me," she murmured, "that I have brought you grief, and, as I fear, death to follow grief."
"The grief you could not help, Queen, and be sure I shall welcome death if he should choose me. Go now, and happiness go with you. May you escape in safety with the bright pebbles which you desire! May you and your husband, the Deliverer, be blessed for many years in each other's love, and when you grow old together, from time to time think kindly of that wild man, who worshipped you while you were young and laid down his life to save you."
Juanna listened, and tears sprang to her eyes; then of a sudden she seized the great man's hand and kissed it.
"I am repaid, Queen," he said, "and perchance your husband will not be jealous. Now go, and swiftly."
As he spoke a small portion of the wall fell outwards and the fierce face of a priest appeared at the opening. With a shout Olfan lifted his broad spear and thrust. The priest fell backwards, and just then the captains arrived with stones and stopped the hole.