Chapter ten
Of the two faces of Hito the HunterOf course the guide would not believe me. He scoffed. His name was Inachos and he was as young and athletic as the other guides. Also he was a little impatient.
There had been no time to tell him in the barred caves, for the guards had thrust through and taken out the slaves Notor Trelth selected, and in the resultant confusion Tulema and I had been pushed out with the rest. There were eighteen of us, this time, a large party, and only when we had settled down for the night in the slave barracks had I been afforded the opportunity of talking privately with Inachos.
“What you are saying is lunacy. By Hito the Hunter! No guide would be taken unawares.”
“So I had thought. But it has happened, three times to my certain knowledge.”
“And you ha
