But the young people did not feel the slightest inclination4 to turn in, they were as yet too much excited by the events they had just witnessed to think of going to sleep. So they brought out [174]the chairs upon the aloon aloon in front of the passangrahan, and having seated themselves in a circle they made themselves as comfortable as circumstances would allow and lit their manillas. There was, of course, no question of getting anything to drink in the shape of wine or beer, still less possibility was there of obtaining a glass of grog. Unless there are Europeans settled in a dessa, such liquors are nowhere to be found. But the Loerah had supplied for the refreshment5 of his guests an ample quantity of cocoa-nut milk, and that drink was pronounced most excellent. Indeed it is a most delicious and very refreshing6 beverage7 when it is obtained from a young nut before the flesh has had time to set and harden inside the rind.
Very soon the little circle of friends was comfortably seated under a gigantic Wariengien tree, the tall branches of which spreading out far and wide on all sides formed a canopy9 which covered nearly the entire space of the aloon aloon, and offered a most grateful shade by day, and a shelter also against the heavy dews of night.
From the majority of the horizontal branches there grew down a number of shoots, some as thick as a man’s finger, others no thicker than a pipestem, others again as fine as whip-cord. These shoots, as soon as they reached the soil, struck root and then rapidly increasing in girth, formed, as it were, a number of pillars which helped the old giant to bear his dense10 mass of wood and of foliage11, and greatly enhanced the beauty of the venerable tree.
The firmament12 above was of the deepest blue, and wonderfully pure and clear. In that vault14 of Heaven innumerable stars glittered and twinkled in spite of the moon which, now about her full, was shedding over the peaceful scene her soft and placid15 radiance.
But nature, though so calm and placid, was by no means silent. The air was full of sounds, the strange mysterious music of a tropical night. A gentle breeze was rustling16 in the branches, and amidst the countless17 leaves of the colossal18 wild fig-tree was thus forming, so to speak, the groundwork of a concert produced by a host of invisible artists. In spite of the late nightly hour, a wood-pigeon would now and then come flying home into the crown of the Wariengien tree, and be welcomed on its return by the soft cooing of its mate. Sometimes a solitary19 cock would start up and, beguiled20 by the bright moonbeams, would utter his shrill21 musical crow, fondly imagining, no [175]doubt, that he was heralding22 the dawn of day. Every moment was heard the sharp, piercing squeak23 of the swarm24 of bats, which, in their hunt for insects under the canopy of leaves, glided25 about in a giddy maze26 of intersecting and intertwining circles, ovals, spirals and ellipses27. Sometimes again from afar came the dismal28 cry of the flying dogs, as on soft inaudible wing they swooped29 down upon some fruit-tree in the dessa and quarrelled for the possession of some choice manga. But all these sounds, some musical, others harsh, might be looked upon as the solo-parts in the nameless humming concert which prevailed on all sides and of which the performers were invisible to human eye. In that nightly hour, wherever the ear might turn it heard a constant quivering and throbbing30 sound, sometimes rising to such a pitch that it unpleasantly affected31 the ear, then again dying away like the scarcely perceptible murmur32 of the breeze in a cornfield, and then suddenly ceasing for a moment or two as if to allow the rustling of the leaves to be heard for an instant; but only to join in chorus again with renewed vigour33 as if wishing to drown all other sounds. This was the chirping34 of millions upon millions of the greenish orange kind of grasshopper35, which perched on every blade of grass on the aloon aloon, and hanging from every leaf of the immense tree, caused that sharp thrilling mass of sound which at times made the air literally36 quiver with its intensely sharp notes.
Did the young men there assembled pay any heed37 to this mysterious melody? Did they lend an ear to those notes which, in the tropics, make the midnight hour more tuneful than the dull and heavy noon, when the sun, in his full power, makes all nature thirsty and silent? Had they an eye for that delicious night, with its soft breeze, its glittering firmament, its quiet but glorious moonlight, its quaint38 and pleasing shadows? It is doubtful whether they heard or saw anything of all these. Indeed, they were wholly engrossed39 in conversation, and that conversation most naturally ran upon the events of the day. The dreadful scene of social misery40 at which they had been present was far too powerful to be dismissed from their thoughts. That murder scene was talked over and turned about, and looked at from every point of view; but, the few hurried words with which Verstork, before he went off to write his letters, had explained the matter to his friends, had filled them, one and all, with the deepest pity for poor Setrosmito, and for his family, in their bitter affliction. [176]
Said Grashuis: “What untold41 misery does that detestable opium42-policy bring upon this, in other respects, so richly blessed island? Is it not enough to make one hide one’s head with shame at the thought that a considerable portion of the Dutch revenue is derived43 from so foul45 a source?”
“Tut, tut,” interrupted van Beneden, “that foul source, as you call it—I suppose you mean the opium-revenue—is in no way different from any other tax levied46 on an article of luxury.”
“Granted,” replied Grashuis, “but, who made the inhabitants of the Indian Archipelago acquainted with that luxury?”
“That’s more than I can tell you,” said the other. “I daresay it is with opium very much as it is with drink; whence did we get the products of distillation47? Who first discovered them? I fancy it would be no easy matter to find a satisfactory answer to those questions. One thing, however, is quite certain, that the Dutch nation is not responsible for the discovery of opium.”
“That’s true enough,” replied Grashuis, “but I hardly think that a mere48 negative certificate of that kind will be accepted as a proof of good conduct.”
“No, certainly not,” interrupted Grenits, “for our conscience, though it is clear of the charge of having discovered the drug, by no means acquits49 us of the more serious charge of having introduced and imported it, and—”
“Come, that’s all nonsense,” cried van Rheijn, “that is a mere assertion of yours, which will not stand the test of inquiry50. If you will look into Band’s well-known ‘Proeve,’ there you will find that the Orientals, such as the Turks, the Persians, the Arabians, and the Hindoos, have been for many, for very many centuries, addicted51 to the use of opium. It is, therefore, most probable that when the Dutch first came to India, they found the habit of opium-smoking already established.”
“You are quite wrong, my worthy52 friend,” cried Grenits, interrupting him. “You are quite wrong, for this same Band, whose authority on the subject I am as ready to admit as you are, expressly declares that he has not been able to discover when opium began to be used in Dutch India. Now, this confession53 is, in my opinion, most significant, coming from so distinguished54 a statesman as Band. For, surely, if he had been able to prove in his treatise55 on opium, that its use was common when we first arrived there, he would, for the sake of our national honour, not have concealed56 so important a fact, but, on the contrary, have made the most of it. But I go [177]further than this. Later on in his book, Band goes on to say that when in the sixteenth century Europeans first began to show themselves in Indian waters, the use of opium was known only in the Moluccas, and that, as regards the rest of the Archipelago, its abuse existed only among a very few foreigners, who had settled down in the different sea-ports.”
“Well,” asked van Rheijn, “but must we not look upon that as the expression of a mere private opinion? What do you say?” he continued, turning to van Nerekool. “Band, you see, was an opponent of the use of opium.”
Van Nerekool was, however, wholly engrossed in his own thoughts, and made no reply to the question. He seemed, indeed, not to have heard it at all.
Grenits, however, at once broke in and said:
“What? Band an opponent of opium? Where in the world did you get that from? Certainly not out of his book, which throughout is written in a spirit of the strictest impartiality57. He cannot help mentioning the deleterious effect of the poppy-juice; but he does so with the utmost caution, and I defy anyone to discover in his treatise the merest hint at a scheme, or even at a proposal for counteracting58 its abuse. Just now you called Band’s opinion a personal one. Well, so far as the introduction of opium is concerned, no doubt that opinion is personal; but, it is an opinion which has been confirmed by the testimony59 of a host of distinguished travellers of his day. Read, for instance, the voyages of such men as van Sinschoten, Cornelis Houtman, Wijbrandt, van Warwijck, and so many others, all countrymen of ours, and illustrious men of our heroic age, and you will find that Band does not, by any means, stand alone in his opinion.”
“I say,” cried van Rheijn, not too civilly, “where the devil does a merchant like you get all that information from?”
The discussion was, in fact, arousing some of that jealous feeling which everywhere exists between the official and the mercantile classes; but which is stronger, perhaps, in Dutch India than elsewhere.
Grenits replied very quietly, “It is precisely60 in my capacity of merchant that I have found it necessary to study, not only all the products of the Archipelago, but to gain all possible information also about the imported articles of commerce which are likely to produce the greatest profits.”
“That is exactly what opium does,” remarked van Rheijn, [178]“and, for that reason, I presume that the trade would like to get it into its own hands.”
“What the trade may like or may not like,” replied Grenits very coolly, “I neither know nor care. As far as I myself am concerned, I would not, if I could, derive44 any profits from so foul a source; and I feel quite certain that many, very many men in my position are of the same opinion. As a proof of the truth of my words, I point to the fact that, as far as I know, no European firm has ever made a bid for the opium monopoly.”
“Indeed,” said van Rheijn, sarcastically61, “and how then about the Netherland’s Handelmaatshappij?”
“The Handelmaatshappij” replied Grenits, “is a very recent offshoot of the East India Company of unblessed memory, and is entirely62 identified with the government. It is, as a matter of fact, nothing more than the shopman in the government’s grocery store. The opium monopoly is carried on by the State, and it is, therefore, no wonder that the ‘Companie ketjil’ (Javanese name for the Handelmaatshappij) did undertake the supplying of opium. But this European Company did not long occupy the honourable63 position of opium-farmer. According to Band, the government did not make sufficiently64 large profits out of the monopoly, and it was therefore decided65 to put it into Chinese hands. These Chinamen knew how to carry on the abominable66 traffic, and have brought it to the highest degree of development. Looking at the question from another point of view, and considering the names of the men who at that time were members and directors of the Handelmaatshappij, I cannot help thinking that men so illustrious were not at all sorry to see so dirty a source of profit closed to them.”
“What are you talking about!” exclaimed van Rheijn, “with your ‘dirty source of profit?’ Does not the Company trade in gin? Does not your own firm deal in alcohol? And you, when you get to be head of a firm, will you give up all trade in spirits, and all the profits it brings in?”
“Oh,” cried Grenits, “now I see! you are one of those many men who place abuse of opium on the same line with abuse of strong drink. But, mark what I say, all those who, whether here or in Holland, argue thus, are doing infinitely67 more mischief68 than they are aware of. Some few of them, no doubt, know the real merits of the case, and are perfectly69 competent, therefore, to measure the mischief they are doing. All such men are actuated by personal motives70; they have a [179]certain object in view, it may be of advantage or of ambition. But by far the greater number speak thus merely to please, merely to gain the approbation71 of their hearers. The good people in Holland like to listen to such arguments. They are pleased when they hear men who have been in India, and therefore, of course, know all about it, say, with an air of easy superiority: ‘Oh, that opium is not so very great an evil after all. All over the world, man sometimes needs a little stimulant72. Just look at our good Mr. Pastor73, he surely has the welfare of his flock at heart, yet he does not grudge74 a man a modest glass or two of gin. Let us follow that spiritual example, and let us not grudge the poor Javanese his opium-pipe. Opium and gin, why they come to very much the same thing in the end!’ Yes, to such arguments men open their ears willingly enough; for, though the opium monopoly may be a dirty source of revenue, yet it does bring in lots of money; and men are only too pleased to hear, that after all they have been needlessly disquieting75 themselves, and that there is really no need of putting an end to so considerable a source of gain.”
“Well, my good friend Grenits, you must pardon me for saying so; but I also am one of those who not only silently approve of the argument, but who are prepared openly and loudly to maintain that gin and opium, inasmuch as they are both intoxicants, stand on precisely the same level. I maintain that the abuse of either is injurious, and that the one does not much more harm than the other.”
It was August van Beneden who thus came to the rescue of van Rheijn. The latter looked round triumphantly76, as he exclaimed:
“Hear, hear! You see, gentlemen, I am not the only one who holds those views. Bravo, August!”
“Of course,” said Grenits, quickly, “you are quite right in saying that spirituous liquors are injurious for—”
“I say, Grenits,” cried Grashuis, with a laugh, “mind the members of your club at the Hague don’t hear that.”
“For,” continued Grenits, without paying any heed to the interruption, “for the abuse of spirits also arises from a craving77 after pleasure and oblivion and proves a want of will-power to resist that craving, even when its satisfaction is purchased at the price of self-respect, domestic happiness and health. To deny that, would be to prove myself ignorant of the labours of Father Matthew, and so many other friends of total abstinence. [180]But, you will pardon me if I adhere to the opinion I have already expressed, that in thus placing the abuse of opium on the same level with the abuse of alcohol shows an ignorance of established facts and an ignorance also of the literature of our colonies with regard to opium. For, remember, my friends, our own countrymen, such men as van Linschoten, Valentijn, Band, van Dedem and I do not know how many more stigmatise opium as an aphrodisiac—as a powerful means of exciting unclean passions. Van Linschoten in the account of his travels, plainly speaks of certain effects of the abuse of opium which, though we are men together here, I could not venture to repeat; and foreign travellers most fully13 confirm his testimony. The learned Chinaman Li Schi Ischin in his Chinese Pharmacop?ia, which was written as early as 1596, tells us that the common people in China, made use of opium chiefly as an aphrodisiac. The German traveller Miklucho-Maclay in 1873, after he had made personal experiments at Hong Kong in opium smoking, has noted78 down certain details with which I cannot bring myself to pollute your ears. Now all this ought, I think, to give us much food for reflection. And when we find men like Rochussen, Loudon, Hasselman, van Bosse, and many others, who, the one as Governor General, and the other as Colonial Secretary, some of them in both capacities, have stood up in their place in parliament, and have openly spoken of opium as an evil, as a most terrible evil, indeed as a poison and a pest, why then, I think, it will not be very difficult to come to the conclusion, that the effects and the consequences of the abuse of opium are of a different nature altogether, and are infinitely more fatal than those which result from the abuse of alcohol.”
“Would you not like,” said van Beneden, “just merely for the sake of experiment, to try opium smoking? I, for myself, very much wish to know what its effects really are.”
“So would I,” said van Rheijn, “and we could make the experiment easily enough.”
“How so?” asked Grashuis. “For us Europeans, opium is not easy to get, and surely we could not go to the opium den8 and smoke there, and make ourselves a laughing-stock of the people.”
“No, we could hardly do that,” said van Rheijn; “but among my acquaintances, I count one Lim Ho the son of the great opium-farmer. I know, if I ask him, he will procure81 me a few madat balls.” [181]
“Contraband, I suppose,” said Grenits, with a laugh.
“You know those opium farmers are the greatest smugglers!”
“What does that matter?” said van Rheijn. “Opium is opium I suppose; I shall, no doubt, be able to get a pipe, and as soon as I have got the things, I will let you know, and then we shall meet at my house. We shall draw lots, and the one upon whom the lot falls, shall submit himself to the experiment, while the others look on, and make notes. Is that a bargain?”
“Aye, aye!” they all cried, all except van Nerekool, who was still abstracted, and deeply plunged82 in his own thoughts.
“Meanwhile,” continued van Rheijn, “I feel bound in fairness to confess that our friend Grenits has defended his position in a most masterly way. Indeed I must say that I had not expected to find so much knowledge in matters concerning the opium monopoly, in a commercial man.”
Grenits merely smiled, it was a bitter smile; but he was too much accustomed to such remarks from members of the official corps83 to take offence at them.
“But,” continued van Rheijn, “with all his arguments, he will never persuade me that opium is a cause of greater misery, and that opium is a greater curse to a country than strong drink.”
While this discussion had been going on, Verstork had written his reports and had sent them off to the authorities at Santjoemeh, and he had got back to the passangrahan in time to hear Grenits speak of the evils of opium smoking. He also heard his friend van Rheijn make his last assertion. He thereupon at once put in his word.
“Well, gentlemen,” said he, “we have just now the fairest possible opportunity of satisfying ourselves as to the truth of Mr. Grenits’ argument. The opportunity is, in fact, too good to be neglected. You are here in one of the most wretched of all dessas which are the victims of the opium-monopoly. It is not very long ago that this same Kaligaweh was remarkable84 as one of the cleanest, neatest, and most prosperous of all our Javanese villages. Now, look round about you. Everything is neglected, and is falling into decay. The huts are, almost all, tumbling to ruin—the roads, which lead to the dessa, and which run through it, are mere pools of mud, and of the well-trimmed and beautiful hedges, which once separated these roads from the fields, not a vestige85 now remains86. It is hardly ten o’clock as yet, and the opium-den is not yet closed. The inhabitants, moreover, are in a state of excitement owing to [182]that murder, and are also disturbed by the presence of so many European gentlemen. They are, therefore, wide awake. In the opium-den you will be able to feast your eyes, and satisfy your curiosity.”
At the proposal all the young men had jumped to their feet—all but van Nerekool who, with his head still resting on his hand, seemed unconscious of what was going on around him.
“Come, Charles,” said Verstork, laying his hand on his friend’s shoulder, “come, Charles, you will come along with us, won’t you?”
“Where are you going to?” asked he, with so genuine an air of surprise, as made it evident that he had not heard one word of what was going on around him.
Said Verstork, “We are off to the opium-den.”
“To the opium-den!” cried van Nerekool, in a tone of alarm, “to the opium-den, surely you are not going—”
“To smoke,” said Verstork. “No, no, my friend, you need not be alarmed, we are only going to have a look. But,” continued he, “gentlemen, you must make up your minds to see some very unpleasant sights, for, I think, to-night the den happens to be very full.
“But, wait a bit, if you intend really to gain some insight into these opium matters, we must—”
And, turning to one of the policemen who was always in attendance, he said:
“Sariman, run and call the two Chinamen of the opium-store—tell them I want to speak to them, at once.”
“Very well, kandjeng toean.”
“One moment, gentlemen! Otherwise you would miss the most interesting part of the show.”
They had but a very short time to wait, for the two Chinamen came running up as soon as they received the message:
“Come, quick, quick, the noble noble lord calls you!”
When the Chinamen reached the group, Verstork said to his friends:
“Now, then, gentlemen, let us go.”
“But,” said one of the Chinamen, in a somewhat insolent88 tone of voice, when he saw that his presence was wholly ignored, “But you sent for us, sir.”
“Hold your tongue, babah,” said Verstork, briefly89; “we are going to pay a visit to your opium-den. You come along with us.” [183]
“To the opium-den!” cried the babah, “then I will go, and—”
“You stay here with me; both of you,” said the Controller in a tone of authority which they dared not disobey.
The two Celestials90 interchanged looks; but they did not utter one word, and silently followed the gentlemen.
The opium-den at Kaligaweh lay behind the chapel91 at the eastern extremity92 of the aloon aloon. The visitors, therefore, had but a couple of hundred yards to walk before they reached that noble establishment licensed93 by the Dutch rulers of the soil.
No, certainly, it was not a proud building, raising its head majestically94, in the glorious consciousness of being one of the many suckers which replenish95 the Dutch exchequer96. Not at all. Its outward appearance would not lead anyone to suspect that it was one of the conduits of the great opium monopoly—that fearful force—that section pump, which pours millions upon millions into the treasury97.
No, a thousand times, no! It was a squalid, filthy98 little bamboo building, which looked like an old tumble-down barn or shed. The walls were partially99 rotten by long neglect, and gave out the peculiar100 musty smell of decaying bamboo. The roof, bulging101 in here and there, threatened to fall in upon the heads of the visitors within. The entire structure was a picture of decay and desolation, and the inside of the den completely corresponded with its pitiful exterior102. The space within those mouldy walls and that half-rotten roof was extremely low, and the damp atmosphere was not only stuffy103 and close, but was permeated104 with the offensive sickly sweetish smell which is the invariable and unmistakable characteristic of burning opium. The floor of the den was the bare ground and the soil had not even been levelled and beaten down as is the case in almost all Javanese cabins; but was most uneven105, great black lumps sticking up all over it which the bare feet of the Javanese and the hard soles of the Chinamen had polished till they looked shining as marble.
Here and there, the smoky gleam of a dirty petroleum106 lamp revealed a wet patch or a little pool of greenish brown water of most suspicious appearance which affected most unpleasantly the organs both of sight and smell.
As the gentlemen were about to enter the low door of the den, one of the Chinamen tried to utter a note of warning; but Verstork, who was keeping an eye on him, would not let him [184]utter a sound and in a threatening tone of voice whispered to him:
“Be quiet, babah.”
When the visitors had entered they found themselves in a small square apartment at the end of which was a partition with two doors and a small opening.
“That door,” said the Controller, who acted as guide, pointing to one of them, “opens into a little room in which one of the storekeepers generally sits, and through that little square opening hands to the customers bits of red paper covered with Chinese characters. The buyers of opium have to pay ready money for one of these tickets which represents a greater or smaller quantity of tjandoe according to the price paid. With that bit of paper the purchaser then vanishes through that other door.”
“What a beastly hole, to be sure!” remarked Grenits.
“Oh!” replied Verstork, “this is only the anteroom. Wait until you get inside and then you will see something much better than this.”
Thus speaking he pushed open the second bamboo door which did not turn on hinges but was fastened to the door-post with loops and ran squeaking107 and scraping along a bit of smooth wood. This door gave access to a narrow passage which would have been in total darkness but for the hazy108 light of a few wretched oil-wicks which could only just be seen glimmering109, through the chinks of the bamboo partition on either side. In this passage the atmosphere was still more stuffy and the nasty smell of the madat still more nauseous. The floor of the passage was so uneven, so slippery and so indescribably filthy, that it required the greatest care to keep on one’s legs at all, and to prevent oneself from slipping down full length into the soapy mud. This passage ran down the centre of the barn and on either side of it were rows of pens twelve in number, the entire barn being thus divided into twenty-four partitions. The partition walls did not exceed four or five feet in height, so that from one pen one could easily look into another. These compartments111 had each a door which opened upon the passage in which the European visitors were standing112.
“May we open one of these doors?” asked van Beneden, as he stretched out his hand to one of them.
“You may not, sir!” cried one of the Chinamen who, having noticed the gesture, understood the meaning of the question. [185]
“Hold you tongue, will you!” said Verstork, in a loud tone of voice. “You be off, out of the place altogether.”
And after the Chinaman had disappeared, he turned to his friends, and said: “I do not think you will care to go into those filthy holes. We can see well enough what is going on inside through the chinks in the partitions and doors, indeed, I believe, we shall thus see more than if we were to enter.”
Yes! there, on the baleh baleh, lay a Javanese. There he lay on the only article of furniture which the den could boast of, stretched out full length, and half reclining on his side. He had thrown off his head-cloth, and his Long black hair floated over the disgustingly filthy pillow on the bench. His eyes, which betrayed his ecstatic condition, were half closed, and every now and then, he brought with his right hand the bowl of his opium pipe to the tiny flame which was flickering115 on a bit of wick dipping in a little saucer of oil. As he did so his head, partly supported on his left hand, would be slightly bent116 forward, as he took the thick bamboo stem of the pipe between his lips. Then, very slowly, he inhaled117 the smoke of the kindling118 opium. After a few puffs119, he put down the pipe and turned over on his back, his head thrown back upon the pillow. The smoker now closed his eyes entirely, and strained with might and main to swallow the smoke he had inhaled. As soon as he had succeeded in doing this, he lay quite still while a look of satisfaction and enjoyment120 passed over his countenance121. That look of satisfaction, however, offered the strangest contrast with the whole exterior appearance of the man, even with the features on which it appeared. Before lying down on the baleh baleh, he had flung aside his vest, and now lay covered only by his shirt which was the filthiest122 and most loathsome123 rag imaginable.
The man was as lean as a skeleton, and would have been admirably fitted to take his place at the Danse Macabre124. The faint light of the little palita showed every rib80 in his body, and the dark shadows which they cast, showed how deep were the cavities between that trellis work of bone. His arms were like sticks encased in brown leather-like skin. His legs were not visible, being covered by the sarong; but the appearance of the feet, which protruded125 from under the garment, proved that like the arms the legs also were nothing but skin and bone. When the man had, for awhile, held the smoke which he had [186]swallowed, he blew it out again very slowly through his nostrils126, a proceeding127 which it took some time to accomplish—then he turned over on his side and appeared to fall into a deep sleep. At that sight a female form, which had been crouching128 in one corner of the compartment110, and had thus remained unnoticed, rose up and made for the door. The poor creature had been present there all the time—In her haste to leave the wretched little apartment, she nearly ran up against the European gentlemen.
“Oh, heavens! the devil!” she cried; but, in the darkness, she could not recognise anyone, and so she hurried into a neighbouring recess129.
In that recess, the spectacle was more horrifying130 still. There, stretched out on the baleh baleh, lay an old Javanese. He was as angular, as emaciated131, and as much wasted away, as the other man; but he was in another stage of intoxication. He had smoked more than one madat ball, hence he was in a different state of ecstasy132. His hollow, sunken eyes glittered with unwonted fire; his breast heaved, and his face wore a bestial133 grin, the lower jaw134 protruding135 far beyond the upper stamping the features with the mark of the brutal136 passions which were raging within. The upper part of his body also was bare, but the violence of the passions which possessed137 him caused his entire frame to heave and quiver, and had made him cast aside even his sarong, so that now he lay there in the state in which the patriarch Noah was discovered by his sons.
No sooner had the creaking door given admittance to the woman than he called out sharply to her:
“Where have you been all this time? Come, make haste, get me another pipe.”
The wretched creature obeyed without a murmur. She advanced to the baleh baleh, took some tandjoe out of a small box, warmed it at the flame of the palita, and then mixed it with a little very finely cut tobacco. Then she rolled it in her fingers into a little ball about the size of a large pea, put this into the bowl of the opium pipe, and handed it to the wretched smoker.
During these operations, and when she leaned forward to hand him the pipe, the miserable smoker, no longer master of his passions, and wholly unable to restrain himself, had acted in a manner so outrageously138 indecent, that Grashuis cried out: [187]
“Oh, this is too revolting! Come, let us be off, I cannot stand it any longer.”
Just at that moment a cry was heard a little further down the half-dark passage.
“Good God, this is most infamous139! Is it possible—Let us get out—Let us get out, friends—fire from Heaven will fall upon us and consume us!”
It was van Beneden who had walked a few steps further down the passage, and had been peering into one of the recesses140 down there. Now he wildly rushed out of the place, dragging his friends almost by main force along with him.
“What in the world is the matter with you?” asked Grenits.
“Oh, I can’t tell you what I have seen,” cried August van Beneden, hardly able to speak plainly in his excitement. “Come along.”
“Now no false modesty,” said Grashuis; “we have come here on purpose to gain what information we can about the horrors of opium, and so each one of us must tell his experience. What was it you saw, Theodoor?”
“Don’t ask me,” cried Theodoor Grenits. “It is really too abominable; such things must not be uttered—And the victim—was a little Javanese girl—she struggled frightfully.”
“Aye,” said van Rheijn, “I thought I heard screaming.”
“And can we do nothing? Come, Verstork, you as Controller—”
But Verstork restrained his companions who were preparing once again to rush into the den.
“I shall take good care,” said he, “not to meddle141 in any opium matters. They, at Batavia, would very soon find me wholly unfit to hold any government appointment and, however revolting a deed may be, I should find no support in van Gulpendam my superior officer at Santjoemeh. My whole career would be ruined—No, my friends, I must let things take their course.”
“But,” cried Grenits, “I am not bound by any such considerations—I will—”
“You will keep quiet I hope,” said Verstork to his friend who was trying to make his way once again into the opium den. “Remember that I am in your company, and that even if you went in there quite alone you would still compromise me by your rash and foolish action. I beg you therefore—Here! you see the child is coming out.”
As Verstork spoke79 a little Javanese girl hardly ten years of [188]age came rushing out of the loathsome den, she sobbed142 and moaned as she ran past the European gentlemen.
“Oh this is fearful—this is fearful,” cried Grenits, “and then to have to stand still while such horrors are going on! I should like to—But—” continued he as he turned to van Beneden, “will you still maintain that opium is in its effects to be compared to drink.”
August van Beneden did not reply; but the deepest indignation was visible in his countenance.
“Come,” said Verstork, as he tried to calm his friend, “let us not remain standing here, men, women and children are beginning to crowd round.”
“Those people,” cried Grenits, “were just now looking on at those filthy scenes through the chinks of the bamboo walls.”
“And,” said van Beneden, “the opium farmers did not try to prevent them, but seemed on the contrary to encourage them. I could see it all plainly enough.”
“Come,” said Verstork again, “let us be off. Let us go and sit down again under the Wariengien tree. Oppas,” continued he to one of the policemen who always kept near him, “you go and tell these dessa people that they are to go home—it is time for all to go to sleep.”
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