? ? ? ? "I am going to a worse fate than that," she said, with a little shudder.
? ? ? ? "What do you mean?"
? ? ? ? "I can only guess," she replied, "since no thern damsel of all the millions that have been stolen away by black pirates during the ages they have raided our domains has ever returned to narrate her experiences among them. That they never take a man prisoner lends strength to the belief that the fate of the girls they steal is worse than death."
? ? ? ? "Is it not a just retribution?" I could not help but ask.
? ? ? ? "What do you mean?"
? ? ? ? "Do not the therns themselves do likewise with the poor creatures who take the voluntary pilgrimage down the River of Mystery? Was not Thuvia for fifteen years a plaything and a slave? Is it less than just that you should suffer as you have caused others to suffer?"
? ? ? ? "You do not understand," she replied. "We therns are a holy race. It is an honour to a lesser creature to be a slave among us. Did we not occasionally save a few of the lower orders that stupidly float down an unknown river to an unknown end all would become the prey of the plant men and the apes."
? ? ? ? "But do you not by every means encourage the superstition among those of the outside world?" I argued.
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