Child of Storm
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A look of bewilderment came upon his face--his poor, tormented face;
then suddenly Saduko threw his arms wide, and sobbed in an
ever-weakening voice:
"All--all done in vain! Oh! _Mameena, Ma--mee--na, Ma--meena!_" and
fell back dead.
"Saduko has gone away," said Nandie, as she drew a blanket over his
face. "But I wonder," she added with a little hysterical smile, "oh!
how I wonder who it was the Spirit of Mameena told him that she
loved--Mameena, who was born without a heart?"
I made no answer, for at that moment I heard a very curious sound, which
seemed to me to proceed from somewhere above the hut. Of what did it
remind me? Ah! I knew. It was like the sound of the dreadful laughter
of Zikali, Opener-of-Roads--Zikali, the
"Thing-that-should-never-have-been-born."
Doubtless, however, it was only the cry of some storm-driven night bird.
Or perhaps it was an hyena that laughed--an hyena that scented death.
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