ng his look. "I am only afraid I shall, in my dreams. How can
any people believe that supreme power can take such shapes as these?"
Her father looked thoughtful.
"Yet, after all, it is not so strange. When I think of the cruel
forces in nature man had to overcome in early days, with his constant
terror of the many he could not in the least understand--like
electricity, or wind, even--and his danger from savage beasts and
deadly reptiles, is it any wonder he got hold of but one idea,--that of
power? It took a Saviour to fully teach him love and salvation. Even
the prophets and priests couldn't make him fully understand. No, I
don't wonder the ancients tried to propitiate all these harmful forces
and begged for their mercy--poor wretches!"
As he spoke, in a low tone, they were passing slowly around the gloomy
place at the heels of the guide, and shudderingly gazing at the hideous
representations of a barbaric faith which seemed starting out of the
shadows under the upheld torches. At first they could scarcely
separate the crowding figures, so intermingled were they, but
presently, as their eyes became more accustomed to the weird lights and
shades, they could separate them into distinct groups and figures.
Before one gigantic, but peculiar form, which is the central one in
that cavern, they lingered long, while the guide explained that this
image is an attempt to show how perfectly the highest of their gods,
Brahma, unites both sexes, in character and personality. One side
gives the image of a man, rugged and muscular, the other, that of a
woman, softly molded, and with long braids of hair.
Into the midst of their still and thoughtful survey broke the noise of
frivolous talk and laughter, and another party were heard at the
opening. They did not at once enter. They seemed far more occupied in
making arrangements for some prospective merry-making than in any study
of these curious relics. The girls could hear talk of champagne-cup
and curry, and suddenly a voice sounded which made them look at each
other.
"That is Mrs. Campbell," said Hope. "What is she doing here?"
CHAPTER XXII.
IN ELEPHANTA'S CAVES.
As she spoke some of the party began to descend. A man's voice, with a
drawling accent, made some remark about its being "a beastly hole," and
another, of a heartier bass tone added,
"You've hit it, Campbell. It is a 'beastly hole,' and the beasts are
cobras, at your service. They ki
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