“You would keep this fellow alive?” she said, “and yet you would not suffer him to escape.  See, there above you is a cross such as he worships.  Bind him to it as he says the Man whom he worships was bound, and let that dead Man help him if he may.”

The prince and those about Noma shrank back a little in horror.  They were cruel men rendered more cruel by their superstitious fear of one whom they believed to be uncanny; one to whom they attributed inhuman powers which he was exercising to their destruction, but still this doom seemed dreadful to them.  Noma read their minds and went on passionately:—­

“You deem me unmerciful, but you do not know what I have suffered at this wizard’s hands.  For his sake and because of him I am haunted.  For his own purposes he opened the gates of Distance, he sent me down among the dwellers in Death, causing me to interpret their words for him.  I did so, but the dwellers came back out of Death with me, and from that hour they have not left me, nor will they ever leave me; for night by night they sojourn at my side, tormenting me with terrors.  He has told me that through my mouth that spirit whom he drew into my body prophesied that he should be ‘lifted up above the people.’  Let the prophecy be fulfilled, let him be lifted up, for then perchance the ghosts will depart from me and I shall win peace and sleep.  Also, thus alone can you hold him safe and yet shed no blood.”

“Be it so,” said the prince.  “When we plotted together of the death of the king, and as your price, Hokosa, you bargained for the girl whom I had chosen to wife, did I not warn you that this witch of many spells, who holds both our hearts in her little hands, should yet hound you to death and mock you while you perished by an end of shame?  What did I tell you, Hokosa?”

Now when he heard his fate, Hokosa bowed his head and trembled a little.  Then he lifted it, and exclaimed in a clear voice:—­

“It is true, Prince, but I will add to your words.  She shall bring both of us to death.  For me, I am honoured indeed in that there has been allotted to me that same end which my Master chose.  To that cross let my sins be fastened and with them my body.”

Now the moon sank, but in the darkness men were found who dared to climb the tree, taking with them strips of raw hide.  They reached the top of it, four of them, and seating themselves upon the arms of the cross, they let down a rope, the noose of which was placed about the body of Hokosa.  As it tightened upon him, he turned his calm and dreadful eyes on to the eyes of Noma and said to her:—­

“Woman, I do not reproach you; but I lay this fate upon you, that you shall watch me die.  Thereafter, let God deal with you as He may choose.”

Now, when she heard these words Noma shrieked aloud, for of a sudden she felt that the power of the will of Hokosa, from which she had been freed by him, had once more fallen upon her, and that come what might she was doomed to obey his last commands.