第126章 Chapter 44(1)

A Post by Clarence I,CLARENCE,must write it for him.He proposed that we two go out and see if any help could be accorded the wounded.I was strenuous against the project.I said that if there were many,we could do but little for them;and it would not be wise for us to trust ourselves among them,anyway.

But he could seldom be turned from a purpose once formed;so we shut off the electric current from the fences,took an escort along,climbed over the enclosing ramparts of dead knights,and moved out upon the field.The first wounded mall who appealed for help was sitting with his back against a dead comrade.When The Boss bent over him and spoke to him,the man recognized him and stabbed him.That knight was Sir Meliagraunce,as I found out by tearing off his helmet.He will not ask for help any more.

We carried The Boss to the cave and gave his wound,which was not very serious,the best care we could.In this service we had the help of Merlin,though we did not know it.He was disguised as a woman,and appeared to be a simple old peasant goodwife.In this disguise,with brown-stained face and smooth shaven,he had appeared a few days after The Boss was hurt and offered to cook for us,saying her people had gone off to join certain new camps which the enemy were forming,and that she was starving.The Boss had been getting along very well,and had amused himself with finishing up his record.

We were glad to have this woman,for we were short handed.We were in a trap,you see --a trap of our own making.If we stayed where we were,our dead would kill us;if we moved out of our defenses,we should no longer be invincible.We had conquered;in turn we were conquered.The Boss recognized this;we all recognized it.If we could go to one of those new camps and patch up some kind of terms with the enemy --yes,but The Boss could not go,and neither could I,for I was among the first that were made sick by the poisonous air bred by those dead thousands.Others were taken down,and still others.To-morrow --TO-MORROW.It is here.And with it the end.About midnight I awoke,and saw that hag making curious passes in the air about The Boss's head and face,and wondered what it meant.Everybody but the dynamo-watch lay steeped in sleep;there was no sound.The woman ceased from her mysterious foolery,and started tip-toeing toward the door.I called out:

"Stop!What have you been doing?"

She halted,and said with an accent of malicious satisfaction:

"Ye were conquerors;ye are conquered!These others are perishing --you also.Ye shall all die in this place --every one --except HIM.He sleepeth now --and shall sleep thirteen centuries.I am Merlin!"Then such a delirium of silly laughter overtook him that he reeled about like a drunken man,and presently fetched up against one of our wires.

His mouth is spread open yet;apparently he is still laughing.I suppose the face will retain that petrified laugh until the corpse turns to dust.