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a sakká or Arab water-carrier. Opening a little trap in the top of the first compartment2 of the cage (that is, the compartment which covered Smith's bare feet and ankles), he inserted the neck of the sack, then suddenly seized it by the bottom and shook it vigorously. Before my horrified3 gaze, four huge rats came tumbling out from the bag into the cage!
The dacoit snatched away the sack and snapped the shutter4 fast. A moving mist obscured my sight, a mist through which I saw the green eyes of Dr. Fu-Manchu fixed5 upon me, and through which, as from a great distance, his voice, sunk to a snakelike hiss6, came to my ears.
"Cantonese rats, Dr. Petrie ... the most ravenous7 in the world ... they have eaten nothing for nearly a week!"
Then all became blurred8 as though a painter with a brush steeped in red had smudged out the details of the picture. For an indefinite period, which seemed like many minutes yet probably was only a few seconds, I saw nothing and heard nothing; my sensory9 nerves were dulled entirely10. From this state I was awakened11 and brought back to the realities by a sound which ever afterward12 I was doomed13 to associate with that ghastly scene.
The red mist seemed to disperse15 at that, and with frightfully intense interest, I began to study the awful torture to which Nayland Smith was being subjected. The dacoit had disappeared, and Fu-Manchu placidly17 was watching the four lean and hideous18 animals in the cage. As I also turned my eyes in that direction, the rats overcame their temporary fear, and began....
"You have been good enough to notice," said the Chinaman, his voice still sunk in that sibilant whisper, "my partiality for dumb allies. You have met my scorpions19, my death-adders, my baboon-man. The uses of such a playful little animal as a marmoset
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have never been fully16 appreciated before, I think, but to an indiscretion of this last-named pet of mine I seem to remember that you owed something in the past, Dr. Petrie...."
Nayland Smith stifled20 a deep groan21. One rapid glance I ventured at his face. It was a greyish hue22 now, and dank with perspiration23. His gaze met mine.
The rats had almost ceased squealing.
"Much depends upon yourself, doctor," continued Fu-Manchu, slightly raising his voice. "I credit Mr. Commissioner24 Nayland Smith with courage high enough to sustain the raising of all the gates; but I estimate the strength of your friendship highly, also, and predict that you will use the sword of the samurai certainly not later than the time when I shall raise the third gate...."
A low shuddering25 sound, which I cannot hope to describe, but alas26! can never forget, broke from the lips of the tortured man.
"In China," resumed Fu-Manchu, "we call this quaint27 fancy the Six Gates of Joyful28 Wisdom. The first gate, by which the rats are admitted, is called the Gate of Joyous29 Hope; the second, the Gate of Mirthful Doubt. The third gate is poetically30 named the Gate of True Rapture31, and the fourth, the Gate of Gentle Sorrow. I once was honoured in the friendship of an exalted32 mandarin33 who sustained the course of Joyful Wisdom to the raising of the fifth gate (called the Gate of Sweet Desires) and the admission of the twentieth rat. I esteem34 him almost equally with my ancestors. The sixth, or Gate Celestial—whereby a man enters into the Joy of Complete Understanding—I have dispensed35 with, here, substituting a Japanese fancy of an antiquity36 nearly as great and honourable37. The introduction of this element of speculation38 I count a happy thought, and accordingly take pride to myself."
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evenly and steadily40. "I rely upon you, old man, to spare me the humiliation41 of asking mercy from that yellow fiend!"
My mind throughout this time had been gaining a sort of dreadful clarity. I had avoided looking at the sword of kara-kiri, but my thoughts had been leading me mercilessly up to the point at which we were now arrived. No vestige42 of anger, of condemnation43 of the inhuman44 being seated in the ebony chair, remained; that was past. Of all that had gone before, and of what was to come in the future, I thought nothing, knew nothing. Our long fight against the yellow group, our encounters with the numberless creatures of Fu Manchu, the dacoits—even Kâramanèh—were forgotten, blotted45 out. I saw nothing of the strange appointments of that subterranean46 chamber47; but face to face with the supreme48 moment of a lifetime, I was alone with my poor friend—and God.
The rats began squealing again. They were fighting....
"Quick, Petrie! Quick, man! I am weakening...."
I turned and took up the samurai sword. My hands were very hot and dry, but perfectly49 steady, and I tested the edge of the heavy weapon upon my left thumb-nail as quietly as one might test a razor blade. It was keen, this blade of ghastly history, as any razor ever wrought50 in Sheffield. I seized the graven hilt, bent51 forward in my chair, and raised the Friend's Sword high above my head. With the heavy weapon poised52 there, I looked into my friend's eyes. They were feverishly53 bright, but never in all my days, nor upon the many beds of suffering which it had been my lot to visit, had I seen an expression like that within them.
"The raising of the First Gate is always a crucial moment," came the guttural voice of the Chinaman.
Although I did not see him, and barely heard his
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words, I was aware that he had stood up and was bending forward over the lower end of the cage.
"Now, Petrie! now! God bless you ... and good-bye...."
From somewhere—somewhere remote—I heard a hoarse54 and animal-like cry, followed by the sound of a heavy fall. I can scarcely bear to write of that moment, for I had actually begun the downward sweep of the great sword when that sound came—a faint Hope, speaking of aid where I had thought no aid possible.
How I contrived55 to divert the blade, I do not know to this day; but I do know that its mighty56 sweep sheared57 a lock from Smith's head and laid open the scalp. With the hilt in my quivering hands I saw the blade bite deeply through the carpet and floor above Nayland Smith's skull58. There, buried fully two inches in the woodwork, it stuck, and still clutching the hilt, I looked to the right and across the room—I looked to the curtained doorway59.
Fu-Manchu, with one long, claw-like hand upon the top of the first gate, was bending over the trap, but his brilliant green eyes were turned in the same direction as my own—upon the curtained doorway.
Upright within it, her beautiful face as pale as death, but her great eyes blazing with a sort of splendid madness, stood Kâramanèh!
She looked, not at the tortured man, not at me, but fully at Dr. Fu-Manchu. One hand clutched the trembling draperies; now she suddenly raised the other, so that the jewels on her white arm glittered in the light of the lamp above the door. She held my Browning pistol! Fu-Manchu sprang upright, inhaling60 sibilantly, as Kâramanèh pointed61 the pistol point-blank at his high skull and fired....
I saw a little red streak62 appear, up by the neutral-coloured hair, under the black cap. I became as a
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detached intelligence, unlinked with the corporeal63, looking down upon a thing which for some reason I had never thought to witness.
Fu-Manchu threw up both arms, so that the sleeves of the green robe fell back to the elbows. He clutched at his head and the black cap fell behind him. He began to utter short, guttural cries; he swayed backward—to the right—to the left—then lurched forward right across the cage. There he lay, writhing64, for a moment, his baneful65 eyes turned up, revealing the whites; and the great grey rats, released, began leaping about the room. Two shot like grey streaks66 past the slim figure in the doorway, one darted67 behind the chair to which I was lashed68, and the fourth ran all around against the wall.... Fu-Manchu, prostrate69 across the overturned cage, lay still, his massive head sagging70 downward.
I experienced a mental repetition of my adventure in the earlier evening—I was dropping, dropping, dropping into some bottomless pit ... warm arms were about my neck; and burning kisses upon my lips.
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