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TAXILA'S CHILDREN<br />
CHAPTER 8<br />
It was strong stuff but he had always had a flair for histrionics - quite apart from which, he<br />
had the tendency to get carried away in the stress of the situation. It had the desired effect.<br />
Steve had the feeling that Jabez was not quite so pleased with himself. The shouts of acclaim<br />
and religious fervour from his followers were not directed towards him.<br />
Hara swayed and Steve caught her as she dropped into a dead faint. He glared fiercely at<br />
Jabez, who shrank under the look. It was all quite melodramatic. They trooped down from the<br />
top of the hill and dispersed to their work places. Steve insisted that Hara should remain with<br />
him - nobody dared to argue. When they were back at the house, she broke down and sobbed<br />
wildly. Steve tried to calm her, telling her that everything was all right and that nothing could<br />
harm her anymore. She quietened down eventually enough to tell what had happened.<br />
When she had left his room earlier, Jabez had been waiting for her. He had marched her out<br />
of earshot and then had accused her in front of witnesses who had been dragged from their<br />
beds. The Keeper of the House of Virgins reported that Hara had been missing from her<br />
sleeping place for a number of nights. Jabez had known that Steve was the only one with<br />
whom she had been but had managed to convey that she was acting the prostitute with any<br />
man who could buy her favours. They had kept her locked away until they had dragged her<br />
off to the hilltop and then Jabez had roused Steve.<br />
Steve's suspicions were confirmed. Jabez was a very dirty piece of work. He knew that he<br />
no longer dared to remain under his roof. There was something behind the care and attention<br />
that had been lavished upon him. Something more than solicitude. Jabez had hoped to make<br />
religious capital out of the strange way Steve had arrived on the planet. After the events of the<br />
morning, his plans might have changed. Steve had stolen his thunder. A declared Messenger<br />
of the Gods would have to eclipse the importance of a mere religious leader of a small<br />
community.<br />
In the day that followed the confrontation at the Place of Worship, the community went<br />
about its duties as if nothing had disturbed them. Hara was still very shaken by her<br />
experience but she could tell little about the affairs of the men. There were deeper ceremonies<br />
which were completely male affairs. Women and children were invited to festive occasions<br />
but were never permitted to witness the secret rites. She told Steve that her experience was<br />
not something that happened very often. Usually, if a woman was caught in adultery, the girl<br />
got a good hiding and the man was beaten up by her male relatives. The old way had been<br />
death and for some reason Jabez had decided to reintroduce it in her case. Jabez was up to<br />
something very deep and Steve didn't like the way things were shaping. The more he thought<br />
about it, the more he became convinced that he couldn't stay another night under Jabez's roof,<br />
without the suspicion that he might find a knife thrust between his ribs while he slept. The<br />
other consideration was Hara, it was obvious that she no longer qualified to continue<br />
residence in the House of Virgins.<br />
"What are we to do?"<br />
She thought about it for a long time.<br />
"We could go to the House of Nuptials."<br />
"That sounds interesting."<br />
She blushed very prettily and explained that the House of Nuptials was where newly weds<br />
spent their first night. It was hidden away in some discreet place in the woods. It sounded a<br />
better alternative than the house of Jabez.<br />
"We won't disturb any one there?"<br />
She shook her head.<br />
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