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Then, rubbing his lean hands together, he gave a stealthy glance of covert derision round at Sah-luma and Theos, a glance which Theos saw and in his heart resented, but which Sah- luma, absorbed in his own reflections, apparently failed to notice.
His suffering at the moment was so intense that he fancied some reflection of it must be visible in his face. Sah- luma, however, apparently saw nothing, he stepped across the room, and out to the vine-shaded loggia, where he turned and beckoned his companion to his side.
O thou frail soul! how hast thou quenched the heavenly essence within thee! ... why wilt thou be thus self-disgraced and all inglorious? Sah-luma! Sah- luma!" and he shook him violently by the arm "Up, up, thou truant to the faith of Art!
None that he could imagine or define, and yet he was conscious, of an omimous, unuttered premonition of peril in the very air peril for Sah- luma, always for Sah-luma, never for himself, ... Self seemed dead and entombed forever!
It was very odd! ... his memory was like a wonderful art-gallery in which some pictures were fresh of tint, while others were dim and faded, . . but this special "tableau" in the Square of Al-Kyris was very distinctly painted in brilliant and vivid colors on the sombre background of his past recollections, and he found the circumstance so remarkable that he was on the point of saying something to Sah- luma about it, when the sun came out again in full splendor, and Zephoranim's spirited steeds started forward at a canter.
They export also the wood of a tree named luma, for axle-trees and the poles of carriages; of a particular kind of hazle for ship-building, which answers excellently for oars; they likewise make chests and boxes of a species of cypress, and of a tree named ciruelillo.
He saw at once how useless it was now to try and convince Sah luma of any danger threatening him through the instigation of the woman he loved, he would never believe it! And yet ... something must be done to put him on his guard.
His Majesty hath been seriously discomposed since his return from the royal tiger-hunt this morning, notwithstanding that his unerring spear slew two goodly and most furious animals. He is wondrous sullen,-and only the divine Sah- luma is skilled in the art of soothing his troubled spirit.
And thus he was scarcely moved to any fresh surprise when Sah- luma, giving back the harp to his attendant, rose up, and standing erect in an attitude unequalled for grace and dignity, began to recite a poem he remembered to have written when he was about twenty years of age, a poem daringly planned, which when published had aroused the bitterest animosity of the press critics on account of what they called its "forced sublimity."
He read them slowly with a faint smile, he recognized them as HIS OWN! they were part of a poem he had long ago begun, yet have never finished! And now Sah- luma had the same idea! ... moreover he had chosen the same rhythm, the same words! ... well! ... after all, what did it matter?
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