"True, true! Curse him! Curse his relations!" cried the others.
"Then why go back into Tetuan?" said Absalam.
"Tangier is no better," said one."Fez is worse," said another.
"Where is there to go?" said a third.
"Into the plains," said Absalam--"into the plains and into the mountains, for they belong to God alone."That word was like the flint to the tinder.
"They who have least are richest, and they that have nothing are best off of all," said Absalam, and his neighbours shouted that it was so.
"God will clothe us as He clothes the fields," said Absalam, "and feed our children as He feeds the birds."In three days' time ten shops in the market-place, on the side of the Mosque, were sold up and closed, and the men who had kept them were gone away with their wives and children to live in tents with Absalam on the barren plains beyond the town.
When Israel heard of what had been done he secretly rejoiced;but Ben Aboo was in a commotion of fear, and Katrina was fierce with anger, for the doctrine which Absalam had preached to his neighbours outside the walls was not his own doctrine merely, but that of a great man lately risen among the people, called Mohammed of Mequinez, nicknamed by his enemies Mohammed the Third.
"This madness is spreading," said Ben Aboo.
"Yes," said Katrina; "and if all men follow where these men lead, who will supply the tables of Kaids and Sultans?""What can I do with them?" said Ben Aboo.
"Eat them up," said Katrina.
Ben Aboo proceeded to put a literal interpretation upon his wife's counsel.
With a company of cavalry he prepared to follow Absalam and his little fellowship, taking Israel along with him to reckon their taxes, that he might compel them to return to Tetuan, and be town-dwellers and house-dwellers and buy and sell and pay tribute as before, or else deliver themselves to prison.
But Absalam and his people had secret word that the Governor was coming after them, and Israel with him.So they rolled their tents, and fled to the mountains that are midway between Tetuan and the Reef country, and took refuge in the gullies of that rugged land, living in caves of the rock, with only the table-land of mountain behind them, and nothing but a rugged precipice in front.
This place they selected for its safety, intending to push forward, as occasion offered, to the sanctuaries of Shawan, trusting rather to the humanity of the wild people, called the Shawanis, than to the mercy of their late cruel masters.But the valley wherein they had hidden is thick with trees, and Ben Aboo tracked them and came up with them before they were aware.Then, sending soldiers to the mountain at the back of the caves, with instructions that they should come down to the precipice steadily, and kill none that they could take alive, Ben Aboo himself drew up at the foot of it, and Israel with him, and there called on the people to come out and deliver themselves to his will.
When the poor people came from their hiding-places and saw that they were surrounded, and that escape was not left to them on any side, they thought their death was sure.But without a shout or a cry they knelt, as with one accord, at the mouth of the precipice, with their backs to it, men and women and children, knee to knee in a line, and joined hands, and looked towards the soldiers, who were coming steadily down on them.On and on the soldiers came, eye to eye with the people, and their swords were drawn.
Israel gasped for his breath, and waited to see the people cut in pieces at the next instant, when suddenly they began to sing where they knelt at the edge of the precipice, "God is our refuge and our strength, a very present help in trouble."In another moment the soldiers had drawn up as if swords from heaven had fallen on them, and Israel was crying out of his dry throat, "Fear nothing! Only deliver your bodies to the Governor, and none shall harm you."Absalam rose up from his knees and called to his father and his son.
And standing between them to be seen by all, and first looking upon both with eyes of pity, he drew from the folds of his selham a long knife such as the Reefians wear, and taking his father by his white hair he slew him and cast his body down the rocks.After that he turned towards his son, and the boy was golden-haired and his face was like the morning, and Israel's heart bled to see him.
"Absalam!" he cried in a moving voice; "Absalam, wait, wait!"But Absalam killed his son also, and cast him down after his father.
Then, looking around on his people with eyes of compassion, as seeming to pity them that they must fall again into the hands of Israel and his master, he stretched out his knife and sheathed it in his own breast, and fell towards the precipice.
Israel covered his face and groaned in his heart, and said, "It is the end, O Lord God, it is the end--polluted wretch that I am, with the blood of these people upon me!"The companions of Absalam delivered themselves to the soldiers, who committed them to the prison at Shawan, and Ben Aboo went home in content.
Rumour of what had come to pass was not long in reaching Tetuan, and Israel was charged with the guilt of it.In passing through the streets the next day on his way to his house the people hissed him openly."Allah had not written it!" a Moor shouted as he passed.
