“Mediumistic abilities? No.”
“Nor I. Hah! It is a misfortune! I should like them! You are aware, ja, that many people do? In increasing numbers, it appears. Your Colonel Crowley has his people-and they are strong-while we Germans have our weathermen, and, of course, the Kaiser himself, who is the greatest Gedankenleser-medium-of them all.”
Burton's right eyebrow rose slightly. “Nietzsche styles himself emperor now, does he?”
“Es ist angebracht, dass!”
A large fly buzzed lazily around Lettow-Vorbeck's head and landed on the desk. The German picked up the dossier and whacked it down onto the insect. He flicked the flattened corpse onto the floor and resumed his former position.
“And in Russland, there was Grigori Rasputin, also a great Gedankenleser, who, as you may know, died of-how do you say Hirnblutung?”
“Brain haemorrhage,” Burton answered.
“So. Ja.Thank you. He died of that two years ago. It is him my story concerns.”
Burton remained silent.
Lettow-Vorbeck pointed a finger down at the report lying in front of him.
“This dossier was entrusted to me by Kaiser Nietzsche himself. It contains information that no other man is aware of-just he and I-and now I will tell you.”
Still Burton said nothing.
“Thirteen years ago, after we were forced to destroy your nation's capital city, our troops discovered a number of black diamonds beneath the rubble of the Tower of London. They were the seven fragments of the Cambodian Eye of Naga, and the seven of the African Eye. We know this because documents concerning them were also found, and, in these documents, another Eye-from South America, and also in seven pieces-was described. Of it, though, there was no sign. You know of what I speak, ja?”
“I'm aware of the Eyes of Naga, Generalmajor,” Burton said, “but I can't help you. I don't know where the South American stones are.”
“That is not why you are here. We have already located them: our people have sensed their presence in Tabora-your last stronghold. We will recover them when we drive you from that place.”
“So far, I believe, you've not been very successful in that endeavour.”
“Ich kann es nicht verleugnen!The South American stones are being used to protect the city, Herr Burton, but the Heereswaffenamt-our Army Ordnance people-have a solution to that. A final solution! It will be put into operation soon and Tabora will be destroyed. But let us not stray from the subject-we must talk of the other Eyes, ja?For many decades, even before the Great War commenced, your people committed mediumistic acts of sabotage against German industry. When it was discovered that the diamonds were the tools your Gedankenleserhad used to perpetrate their crimes, Bismarck passed them to Nietzsche, that he might employ them to-what is the word? — accentuatethe talents of our own people. Nietzsche kept the Cambodian stones but sent the African ones to Rasputin, and the two men used the power of the Eyes to secure an alliance between Germany and Russland. Then, in 1914, Nietzsche overthrew Bismarck and Rasputin deposed the Tsar.”
“Two traitors betraying their leaders,” Burton said scornfully.
“Two visionaries,” Lettow-Vorbeck countered, “committed to creating a better world.”
Shouts penetrated the office from outside. The prisoners were being rounded up and marched out of the camp, on their way into the Usagara Mountains to continue work on the road.
Burton asked, “What has any of this to do with me?”
“We shall come to that. Nietzsche took control of the Greater German Empire, but before Rasputin could do similar in Russland, he died of the Hirnblutung.German agents retrieved the African stones and returned them to Nietzsche. Now we come to the interesting part of the story, for our emperor had spent considerable time probing the Cambodian fragments and he'd detected in them a remnant intelligence.”
“Yes. The Naga,” Burton muttered.
“The mythical reptiles? Nein, das ist falsch.”
Burton looked surprised. “Then what?”
“A man. A philosopher named Herbert Spencer. It was little more than an echo, but some information could be gleaned from it; specifically that Spencer died in 1862 yet his intelligence somehow survived for a further year, before finally being extinguished in a temple filled with jewels.”
“A temple? Where?”
“Somewhere here in Africa. Fascinating, ja?So now Nietzsche probed the African stones, also, and in them, too, he found the remains of a man-the residual memories-and in these, the temple was also present, but in greater detail, and Nietzsche saw that this mysterious place, encrusted with gems of unsurpassed value, was a vast device designed to channel enormous energy.”
“To what purpose?”
“To transcend the boundaries of time, Herr Burton. And it was also recorded in the remnant memories that you, mein Freund, were sent through the device. It is how you came to 1914 from 1863.”
“I was? Why?”
“You ask me that! Es ist meine Frage!”
Burton examined his blistered hands and frowned with frustration. “I don't remember. These past four years, I've been slowly piecing together what happened to me prior to my arrival in 1914, but there are still gaps.”
“Ah. I am pleased. You admit who you are. And do you remember this temple?”
“No.”
“That is unfortunate. The Kaiser knows only that it is located somewhere in the Ruwenzori Range, deep inside the Blutdschungel.”
“The Blood Jungle? This Ruwenzori Range, was it-?”
“Once known as the Mountains of the Moon? Ja.That is the case. An area of Africa most important to you, I think!”
The German fell silent for a moment and considered Burton, who warily watched the other man's glittering eyes. Generalmajor Paul Emil von Lettow-Vorbeck, the explorer decided, was as dangerous as a venomous snake.
“Well,” the generalmajor said, “we have attempted to burn away the Blutdschungelbut it grows back so fast! It is impenetrable, it covers the mountains, and it is spreading. All these years we have made no progress into the region, but that, perhaps, is because we do not know where in it we should be going. So, we have a plan.”
“And your plan involves me?”
“Ja.That is correct. As I have said, the Kaiser saw in the diamonds that the temple sent you to 1914. He therefore ordered me to find you. It has taken a long time. Africa is big! But, finally, here you are. A man from the past.”
“So?”
“So you will locate the temple for us. You somehow found your way out of it and through the Blutdschungel, so obviously there is a route.”
“But, I told you, I don't remember.”
“I think this-” the German raised a hand and tapped his forefinger against the side of his head, “-will return to you.”
Burton sighed. “So what now?”
“Now we shall escort you all the way to your Mountains of the Moon and you shall show us the way to this fabulous temple. With it, the Kaiser can send agents back in time to prevent the interference that has so delayed the expansion of the Greater German Empire! British interference, Herr Burton!”
Lettow-Vorbeck stood and slipped the dossier back into his briefcase.
He barked, “Wache!”and the two rhino guards returned. “Ab mit ihm zum Transporter!”