"Then kill me and escape yourself," sobbed out Nina.
He clasped her close, looking at her tenderly, and whispered, "We will never part, O Nina!""I shall not stay here any longer," broke in Babalatchi, angrily.
"This is great foolishness. No woman is worth a man's life.
I
am an old man, and I know."
He picked up his staff, and, turning to go, looked at Dain as if offering him his last chance of escape. But Dain's face was hidden amongst Nina's black tresses, and he did not see this last appealing glance.
Babalatchi vanished in the darkness. Shortly after his disappearance they heard the war canoe leave the landing-place in the swish of the numerous paddles dipped in the water together.
Almost at the same time Ali came up from the riverside, two paddles on his shoulder.
"Our canoe is hidden up the creek, Tuan Almayer," he said, "in the dense bush where the forest comes down to the water. I took it there because I heard from Babalatchi's paddlers that the white men are coming here.""Wait for me there," said Almayer, "but keep the canoe hidden."He remained silent, listening to Ali's footsteps, then turned to Nina.
"Nina," he said sadly, "will you have no pity for me?"There was no answer. She did not even turn her head, which was pressed close to Dain's breast.
He made a movement as if to leave them and stopped. By the dim glow of the burning-out fire he saw their two motionless figures.
The woman's back turned to him with the long black hair streaming down over the white dress, and Dain's calm face looking at him above her head.
"I cannot," he muttered to himself. After a long pause he spoke again a little lower, but in an unsteady voice, "It would be too great a disgrace. I am a white man." He broke down completely there, and went on tearfully, "I am a white man, and of good family. Very good family," he repeated, weeping bitterly.
"It would be a disgrace . . . all over the islands, . . . the only white man on the east coast. No, it cannot be . . . white men finding my daughter with this Malay. My daughter!" he cried aloud, with a ring of despair in his voice.
He recovered his composure after a while and said distinctly--"I will never forgive you, Nina--never! If you were to come back to me now, the memory of this night would poison all my life.
I
shall try to forget. I have no daughter. There used to be a half-caste woman in my house, but she is going even now. You, Dain, or whatever your name may be, I shall take you and that woman to the island at the mouth of the river myself. Come with me."He led the way, following the bank as far as the forest. Ali answered to his call, and, pushing their way through the dense bush, they stepped into the canoe hidden under the overhanging branches. Dain laid Nina in the bottom, and sat holding her head on his knees. Almayer and Ali each took up a paddle. As they were going to push out Ali hissed warningly. All listened.
In the great stillness before the bursting out of the thunderstorm they could hear the sound of oars working regularly in their row-locks. The sound approached steadily, and Dain, looking through the branches, could see the faint shape of a big white boat. A woman's voice said in a cautious tone--"There is the place where you may land white men; a little higher --there!"The boat was passing them so close in the narrow creek that the blades of the long oars nearly touched the canoe.
"Way enough! Stand by to jump on shore! He is alone and unarmed," was the quiet order in a man's voice, and in Dutch.
Somebody else whispered: "I think I can see a glimmer of a fire through the bush." And then the boat floated past them, disappearing instantly in the darkness.
"Now," whispered Ali, eagerly, "let us push out and paddle away."The little canoe swung into the stream, and as it sprung forward in response to the vigorous dig of the paddles they could hear an angry shout.
"He is not by the fire. Spread out, men, and search for him!"Blue lights blazed out in different parts of the clearing, and the shrill voice of a woman cried in accents of rage and pain--"Too late! O senseless white men! He has escaped!"
