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Let us see.... Your letters from Constantinople I have them all told me so much more than you intended, I could not suspect your fidelity. They prepared me for everything you have confessed. Hear how in my mind I disposed of them point by point.... 'Mirza, I said, 'pities the Gabour Emperor; in the end he will love him. Loving a hundred men is less miraculous in a man than loving one.
The property of the dead man, his steed, arms, and armor, were lawful spoils; but without heeding them, the Count retired to his banderole, and, amidst the shouts of the Greeks on the walls and towers, renewed the challenge. A score of chiefs beset the Sultan for permission to engage the insolent Gabour.
Now at the mid of the night in which I whistle up my dogs of war to loose them on the Gabour How, Mirza what ails you? Why that change of countenance? Is he not a dog of an unbeliever? On your knees before me I have more to tell you than to ask. No, spurs are troublesome. To the door and bid the keeper there bring a stool and look lest the lock have an ear hanging to it.
At the Castle, he took in with him for household the ancient Gabour Ortachi-Khalil and a Prince of India, whom he calls his Messenger of the Stars; the rest were left to shift for themselves till their tents arrive. "The Palace of the Princess Irene," the Count repeated. "What did he there?" "He dismounted, looked at the brass plate on the gate-post, went in, and asked if she were at home.
"Verily, O Emir, Padishah Mahommed will be greatest of the Gabour eaters since Padishah Othman that to your first. He is well. His bones have reached their utmost limit, but his soul keeps growing that to your second. He holds himself at Adrianople. Men say he is building mosques.
He will make comparisons. Why not? The Gabour appeals to him through his weakness, I through my strength. I would rather be feared than pitied. Moreover, the Gabour's day runs to its close, and as it closes, mine opens.
Give me the goad," he cried, snatching one from a driver. Then to Urban: "Bring the powder, and a bullet, for when the sun goes down thou shalt fire the great gun. Demur not. By the sword of Solomon, there shall be no sleep this night in yon Gabour city, least of all in the palace they call Blacherne." The Dacian brought his experts together.
She is that kinswoman of the Gabour Emperor Constantine whom we saw here the day of our arrival. Or didst thou see her? I have forgotten." "I did not, my Lord." "Well, thou wilt know her at sight; for in grace and beauty I think she must be a daughter of the houri this moment giving immortal drink to the beloved of Allah, even the Prophet." Mahommed changed his tone. "The paper and the pen."
I had a purpose in sending for you.... Your mission in Constantinople ends in the morning at four o'clock. In other words, O Mirza, the condition passes from preparation for war with the Gabour to war. Observe now. You are a fighting man a knight of skill and courage.
"Yes, give ear.... The question now is, whom will you fight me or the Gabour?" "O my Lord" "Be quiet, I say. The issue is not whether you love me less. I prefer you give him your best service." "How, my Lord?" "I am not speaking in contempt, but with full knowledge of your superiority with weapons of the many of mine who must go down before you.
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