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    Chapter Thirty-four

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    CHAPTER THIRTY-FOUR

    THE ESCAPE

    NEARLY three weeks had elapsed since the second visit of Marnoo,
    and it must have been more than four months since I entered the
    valley, when one day about noon, and whilst everything was in
    profound silence, Mow-Mow, the one-eyed chief, suddenly appeared
    at the door, and leaning towards me as I lay directly facing him,
    said in a low tone, 'Toby pemi ena' (Toby has arrived here).
    Gracious heaven! What a tumult of emotions rushed upon me at
    this startling intelligence! Insensible to the pain that had
    before distracted me, I leaped to my feet, and called wildly to
    Kory-Kory who was reposing by my side. The startled islanders
    sprang from their mats; the news was quickly communicated to
    them; and the next moment I was making my way to the Ti on the
    back of Kory-Kory; and surrounded by the excited savages.

    All that I could comprehend of the particulars which Mow-Mow
    rehearsed to his audience as we proceeded, was that my long-lost
    companion had arrived in a boat which had just entered the bay.
    These tidings made me most anxious to be carried at once to the
    sea, lest some untoward circumstance should prevent our meeting;
    but to this they would not consent, and continued their course
    towards the royal abode. As we approached it, Mehevi and several
    chiefs showed themselves from the piazza, and called upon us
    loudly to come to them.

    As soon as we had approached, I endeavoured to make them
    understand that I was going down to the sea to meet Toby. To
    this the king objected, and motioned Kory-Kory to bring me into
    the house. It was in vain to resist; and in a few moments I
    found myself within the Ti, surrounded by a noisy group engaged
    in discussing the recent intelligence. Toby's name was
    frequently repeated, coupled with violent exclamations of
    astonishment. It seemed as if they yet remained in doubt with
    regard to the fact of his arrival, at at every fresh report that
    was brought from the shore they betrayed the liveliest emotions.

    Almost frenzied at being held in this state of suspense, I
    passionately besought Mehevi to permit me to proceed. Whether my
    companion had arrived or not, I felt a presentiment that my own
    fate was about to be decided. Again and again I renewed my

    petition to Mehevi. He regarded me with a fixed and serious eye,
    but at length yielding to my importunity, reluctantly granted my
    request.

    Accompanied by some fifty of the natives, I now rapidly continued
    my journey; every few moments being transferred from the back of
    one to another, and urging my bearer forward all the while with
    earnest entreaties. As I thus hurried forward, no doubt as to
    the truth of the information I had received ever crossed my mind.
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