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Louder and louder drummed the drums in the dark, and nearer and nearer moved the men with the horns, so that their music should not be drowned by the drums before it reached the King. LOUDER AND LOUDER DRUMMED THE DRUMS IN THE DARK AND NEARER AND NEARER MOVED THE MEN WITH THE HORNS SO THAT THEIR MUSIC SHOULD NOT BE DROWNED BY THE DRUMS BEFORE IT REACHED THE KING
 queens chattered or tittered among themselves, he merely raised his voice and still spake on: "Woe to these walls and the carven things upon them. The hunter shall know the camping-places of the nomads by the marks of the camp-fires on the plain, but he shall not know the place of Zaccarath." A few of the recumbent warriors turned their heads to glance at the prophet when he ceased. Far overhead the echoes of his voice hummed on awhile among the cedarn rafters. "Is he not splendid?" said the King. And many of that assembly beat with their palms upon the polished floor in token of applause. Then the prophet was conducted back to his place at the far end of that mighty hall, and for a while musicians played on marvellous curved horns, while drums throbbed behind them hidden in a recess. The musicians were sitting crosslegged on the floor, all blowing their huge horns in the brilliant torchlight, but as the drums throbbed louder in the dark they arose and moved slowly nearer to the King. VALLEY WHEN THE QUEENS CHATTERED OR TITTERED AMONG THEMSELVES HE MERELY RAISED HIS VOICE AND STILL SPAKE ON WOE TO THESE WALLS AND THE CARVEN THINGS UPON THEM THE HUNTERS SHALL KNOW THE CAMPING PLACES OF THE NOMADS BY THE MARKS OF THE CAMP FIRES ON THE PLAIN BUT HE SHALL NOT KNOW THE PLACE OF ZACHARATH A FEW OF THE RECUMBENT WARRIORS TURNED THEIR HEADS TO GLANCE AT THE PROPHET WHEN HE CEASED FAR OVERHEAD THE ECHOES OF HIS VOICE HUMMED ON A WHILE AMONG THE SEED IRON RAFTERS IS HE NOT SPLENDID SAID THE KING AND MANY OF THAT ASSEMBLY BEAT WITH THEIR PALMS UPON THE POLISHED FLOOR IN TOKEN OF APPLAUSE THEN THE PROPHET WAS CONDUCTED BACK TO HIS PLACE AT THE FAR END OF THAT MIGHTY HALL AND FOR A WHILE MUSICIANS PLAYED ON MARVELOUS CURVED HORNS WHILE DRUMS THROBBED BEHIND THEM HIDDEN IN A RECESS THE MUSICIANS WERE SITTING CROSS LEGGED ON THE FLOOR ALL BLOWING THEIR HUGE HORNS IN THE BRILLIANT TORCHLIGHT BUT AS THE DRUMS THROBBED LOUDER IN THE DARK THEY AROSE AND MOVED SLOWLY NEARER TO THE KING
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