hear that you are back in the gorge. When he comes, I will be waiting
for him.'
'You are better with an AK-47 than with a pickaxes' Nicholas agreed.
'Just leave Tessay here with me.. I need her.'
'So do I' Mek smiled and shook his head ruefully, 'I am only just
learning how much. Look after her for me. I will be back every night to
check on her.'
Mek took his men into the bush and deployed them in defensive positions
along the trail and around the campWhen Nicholas looked up from his own
work he could often make out the figure of one of Mek's sentries on the
high ground above the camp. It was reassuring to know that they were
there.
However, as he had promised, Mek was back in camp most evenings, and
often in the night Nicholas heard, coming from the shelter he shared
with Tessay, his deep rumbling laughter blending with her sweet silvery
tones.
Then Nicholas lay awake and thought about Royan in the hut so close, but
yet so far away from where he lay.
On the fifth day the second draft of three hundred labourers that Mai
Metemma had conscripted for them arrived, and Nicholas was astonished,
Things seldom worked that way in Africa.
Nothing ever happened ahead of the promised time. He
wondered what exactly they decided
that he didn't really want to know, for now main construction work could
begin.
These men were not monks, for St. Frumentius had already given its all
to the sacred labour, but villagers who lived up on the highlands of the
escarpment. Mai Metemma had coerced them with promises of religious
indulgences and threats of hellfire.
Nicholas and Sapper divided this work force into gangs of thirty men
each, and set one of the picked monks as foreman over each gang. They
were careful to grade the men by their physical appearance, so that the
big strapping specimens were all grouped together as the project
storm.troopers, while the smaller, more wiry men could be reserved for
the tasks in which brute strength was not a necessity.
Nicholas dreamed up a name for each gang - the Buffaloes, the Lions, the
Axes and so on. It taxed his powers of invention, but he wanted to
inspire in them a sense of pride and, to his own particular advantage,
to encourage the gangs to compete with one another. He paraded them in
the quarry, each group headed by its newly appointed ecclesiastical
foreman. Using one of the ancient stone blocks as a platform, and with
Tessay interpreting for him, he harangued them heartily and then told
them that they would be paid in silver Maria Theresa dollars. He set
their wages at three times the going rate.
Up to this stage the men had listened to him with a sullen air of
resignation, but now a remarkable transformation came over them. None of
them had expected to be paid for the work, and most of them were
wondering how soon they could desert and go home. Now Nicholas was
promising them not only money, but silver dollars. In Ethiopia for the
past two hundred years the Maria Theresa dollar had been regarded as the
