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The distrait promoter at once decided to try not only Bailey and Kaffrath, but Videra; but even as he drove toward the office of the first-mentioned Cowperwood was personally busy reaching him by telephone. "I say, Bailey," he called, when he had secured the wealthy lumberman on the wire, "Benoni Stackpole, of Hull & Stackpole, was here to see me just now." "Yes."
"Where also they massacre the Jews by thousands till the streets of Alexandria run with their blood," replied Caleb with sarcasm; adding, "Well, to Egypt I cannot take you who must bring this ship to those who await her on this side of Joppa, whence I am summoned to Jerusalem." "Whither and nowhere else I will go," said Benoni, "to share in my nation's death or triumph.
"'To the lady Miriam, from Marcus the Roman, by the hand of the Captain Gallus. What do you say to that, Benoni and brethren? Why, there are pages of it, but here is the end: 'Farewell, your ever faithful friend and lover, Marcus. So, let those read it who have the time; for my part I am satisfied. This woman is a traitress; I give my vote for death."
"You shall hear me, nevertheless," said Hedwig, in a low voice, coming close to the table and resting one hand upon it as though for support. "My daughter," said the count, "I desire you to abandon this highly theatrical and melodramatic tone. I am not to be imposed upon." "Baron Benoni did not confine himself to the course you describe.
"Then I suppose that he is named Caleb." "Yes; but how do you know that?" "Because I cut off his forefinger," said Marcus, "in a fair fight, and," he added savagely, "he is a young rascal, as murderous as he is able, whose life I did ill to spare." "Ah," said Benoni, "it seems that I have still some discernment, for just so I judged him. Well, what more do you know of the lady?"
Miriam flung herself downwards upon the deck of the galley and burst into tears, crying out: "Oh! save them! Can no one save them?" while Benoni seated at her side, the water running from his blood-stained garment, moaned: "My house sacked; my wealth taken; my people slain by the Gentiles!"
In a great house like the strange abode Lira had selected for the seclusion of his daughter, it constantly occurs that one person is in ignorance of the doings of the others; and so it was natural that when Hedwig heard the clatter of hoofs in the courtyard, and the echoing crash of the great doors as they opened and closed, she should think both her father and Benoni had ridden away, and would be gone for the morning.
This Benoni, for reasons of his own, he desired to see. On a certain afternoon in one of the palaces of Tyre a man might have been sitting in a long portico, or verandah as we should call it, which overlooked the Mediterranean, whose blue waters lapped the straight-scarped rock below for this house was in the island city, not in that of the mainland where most of the rich Syrians dwelt.
As we passed through an outer hall we came suddenly upon Hedwig entering from the opposite direction, dressed in black, and looking like a beautiful shadow of pain. As I have told you, she did not know me. Benoni bowed to the ground as she went by, making some flattering speech about her appearance.
He gave no sign of intelligence, and I felt sure that Nino had not questioned him. "I know them very well," he said, presently, "but I thought they were here." "No, they left suddenly for Paris a month ago." "I can very easily find out for you," said Benoni, his Bright eyes turning on me with a searching look. "I can find out from Lira's banker, who is probably also mine.
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