I guess he made a speech
of his own. All I know is they went off like gunpowder. Whether all
of them yelled for battle and rebellion I don't know; some of them
might have been yelling against it. They all yelled, and pretty soon
they started hot-foot across the country for the palace, fighting
some with each other, so I gathered they disagreed. There are corpses
all along between here and the hill, and it was there I caught a cut
in the arm. Breen and I agreed to slide out of it. We went and sat on
the hillside and watched. Maybe J. R. had word of what was coming. He
seemed to be ready for them. I judged the bodyguard met them just
above here, and there was a grand mix-up, but we couldn't see well at
the distance. It was an awful noise. And suddenly it died out. Not a
sound for a while. By-and-by a gang of forty or more ran by us a
hundred yards away, and into the woods before we'd decided what to
do; and later, after a long time, there was a sort of chanting like a
ceremony over here at J. R.'s palace, and this came at intervals all
night. This morning we came and found the village empty, and came up
a little beyond here, till some one threw a spear past Breen's head,
and we went away to look for the villagers.
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