it, at least as well as you; for at the inn I heard him ask the host for whatever he and the young girls wanted.”
“And did you not again attempt to engage him in conversation?”
“Once only; but I met with such a rough reception, that for fear of making mischief, I did not try again. Besides, between ourselves, I can tell you this man has a devilish ugly look; believe me, in spite of his gray moustache, he looks so vigorous and resolute, though with no more flesh on him than a carcass, that I don’t know whether he or my mate Giant Goliath, would have the best of it in a struggle. I know not your plans: only take care, master—take care!”
“My black panther of Java was also very vigorous and very vicious,” said Morok, with a grim, disdainful, smile.
“What, Death? Yes; in truth; and she is vigorous and vicious as ever. Only to you she is almost mild.”
“And thus I will break this tall old man; notwithstanding his strength and surliness.”
“Humph! humph! be on your guard, master. You are clever, you are as brave as any one; but, believe me, you will never make a lamb out of the old wolf that will be here presently.”
“Does not my lion, Cain—does not my tiger, Judas, crouch in terror before me?”
“Yes, I believe you there—because you have means—”
“Because I have faith: that is all—and it is all,” said Morok, imperiously interrupting Karl, and accompanying these words with such a look, that the other hung his head and was silent.
“Why should not he whom the Lord upholds in his struggle with wild beasts, be also upheld in his struggle with men, when those men are perverse and impious?” added the Prophet, with a triumphant, inspired air.
Whether from belief in his master’s conviction, or from inability to engage in a controversy with him on so delicate a subject, Karl answered the Prophet, humbly: “you are wiser than I am, master; what you do must be well done.”
“Did you follow this old man and these two young girls all day long?” resumed the Prophet, after
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