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'Nothing, said Calidas; 'though to speak truth, I did not much believe in the efficacy of Solomon's sceptre, till his Majesty clove the head of the valiant Seljuk with it. 'But now there's no doubt of it, said the Guebre. 'We should indeed be infidels if we doubted now, replied the Indian. 'How lucky, grinned the Negro, 'as I had no religion before, that I have now fixed upon the right one!
'Mind your own business, fellow, replied the steward, 'and be thankful that for once in your life you can dine. 'Is this the way to speak to an officer? said Calidas the Indian; 'I have half a mind to cut your tongue out. 'Never mind, little fellow, said the Guebre, 'here is a dirhem for you. Run away and be merry. 'A miracle! grinned the Negro; 'he giveth alms.
'As for me, said a fourth robber, of very dark complexion and singularly small bright eyes, 'I am an Indian, and I believe in the great golden figure with carbuncle eyes, in the temple of Delhi. 'I have no religion, said a tall negro in a red turban, grinning with his white teeth; 'they have none in my country; but if I had heard of your God before, Calidas, I would have believed in him.
'Most fortunate! said the Guebre. 'What shall we do to amuse ourselves to-night? 'Let us go to the coffee-houses and make the Turks drink wine, said Calidas the Indian. 'What say you to burning down a mosque? said Kisloch the Kourd. 'I had great fun with some Dervishes this morning, said the Guebre.
'I got this little trifle to-day in the Bazaar, he added, holding up a magnificent vase studded with gems. 'I thought plunder was forbidden, grinned the Negro. 'So it is, replied the Guebre; 'but we may purchase what we please, upon credit. 'Well, for my part, I am a moderate man, exclaimed Calidas the Indian, 'and would not injure even these accursed dogs of Turks.
In the same year he published his version of an Indian drama of Calidas, entitled Sancontala, or the Fatal Ring; a wild and beautiful composition, which makes us desire to see more by the same writer, who has been termed the Shakspeare of India, and who lived in the last century before the Christian era.
I hope your Majesty is well, added Kisloch, bowing to Schirene. 'You are welcome, friends, replied Alroy; 'I know your worth. You have seen, as you say, the best and the worst, and will, I trust, see better. Died in battle, eh! that's good. ''Tis so received, said Calidas. 'And what news of our friends? 'Not over good, but strange. 'How so? 'Hamadan is taken. 'I am prepared; tell me all.
At the sight of them, the youthful warrior leaped from his horse, flung away his scimitar, and clasping the maiden in his arms, exclaimed, 'Miriam, my sister, this, this indeed is triumph! 'Drink, said Kisloch the Kourd to Calidas the Indian; 'you forget, comrade, we are no longer Moslemin. 'Wine, methinks, has a peculiarly pleasant flavour in a golden cup, said the Guebre.
'I wish to heaven he had only hung Alroy the first time he met him, said Calidas. 'Sons of the Covenant! exclaimed Alroy, 'the Lord hath delivered them into our hands. To-morrow eve we march to Hamadan! A cheer followed this exclamation. 'It is written, said Jabaster, opening a volume, "Lo! I will defend this city, to save it, for mine own sake, and for my servant David's sake."
'And you are witty, rejoined the Guebre. ''Tis a wondrous day. 'What shall we do? said Kisloch. 'Let us dine, proposed the Negro. 'Ay! under this plane-tree, said Calidas. ''Tis pleasant to be alone. I hate everybody but ourselves. 'Here stop, you rascal, said the Guebre. 'What's your name?
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