"
"I thank you," answered Asti. "I think with you that this Wanderer is
a spirit, and a great one, so great that I will not name his name.
Captains, my Lady is ready to march towards the City of Gold, whither
you will lead us."
For day after day, for week after week, for month after month, they
marched southward and westward across the Desert, and in the centre
of their host, mounted upon camels, rode Tua and Asti veiled. Once the
hillmen attacked them in a defile of some rugged mountains, but they
beat them back, and once there was a great battle with other tribes of
the wilderness, who, hearing that they had a goddess among them, sought
to capture her for themselves. These tribes also they defeated with
slaughter, for when the fight hung in the balance Tua herself headed the
charge of her horsemen, and at the sight of her in her white robes the
enemy fled amazed. Once also they camped for two whole months in an
oasis, waiting till rain should fall, for the country beyond lacked
water.
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