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His eyes could see much further than Michael's. He had already noticed the cavalcade. "Aiwah, Effendi, they are camels carrying real human beings." His master's words had implied that he wondered if he was looking at a mirage. Michael had never seen a mirage of anything but scenery, villages with minarets and rivers with boats reflections, in fact, of distant towns.
Michael was compelling his servant to give utterance to the suspicion which had become almost a certainty in his mind. "Aiwah, Effendi. The treasure has already been discovered." "Good God! Do you think it is that, Abdul?" "Aiwah, Effendi." Abdul's voice was contrite. Michael felt as if all movement in the world had suddenly been arrested.
"Aiwah, Effendi," Abdul said, "to-morrow we depart at dawn? the weather grows hotter." "Yes, Abdul, at dawn. I will be ready never fear." "Has the Effendi ever allowed himself to think that the honourable Sitt who left him two weeks ago may have journeyed to the hidden treasure?" Michael stared. "No, Abdul, no, I have never thought of such a thing." "The Effendi has a beautiful mind.
A bit out of one raving fitted into another, and things hard to explain were made clear. Once he said very gravely, "Hadassah Ireton will help Margaret, the beautiful Hadassah. She is more beautiful than Margaret, Abdul, much more beautiful, but Margaret is the mistress of my happiness." Abdul answered by saying, "Aiwah, Effendi, she is your guarded lady, she will be the mother of your sons."
"Insha Allah, she will regret last night's work, even though it may benefit the Effendi!" "You will be lonely, Effendi," he said. "But without the honourable Sitt your work will progress. Women are a hindrance to men's minds, an anxiety." "I am well pleased, Abdul. We were not lonely before Madam came." "Aiwah, Effendi, there was the prospect of the meeting with the honourable Sitt.
They prefer this darkness, this unwholesome atmosphere." "And these awful flies?" "Aiwah, Effendi. They seldom go up to see the sky; perhaps they have never sung to the moon." "To every bird his nest is home, Abdul." "Aiwah, Effendi. But I will take you to the Omdeh's house we shall soon be out of this." "Is his house amongst these hovels?" Michael pointed to one particularly dark cavern.
She would think of nothing but of getting safely back to civilization, I feel certain." "Aiwah, Effendi, but the honourable Sitt has a woman's soul, and a woman's soul has often been sold for gold and jewels and much fine raiment." "That is true, Abdul." Had not Millicent stooped to the lowest means of trapping him and of obtaining the information she desired?
The Omdeh's story had sorely disturbed him. "I will be ready, Abdul," Michael said. "Make me some strong coffee." "Aiwah, Effendi." "Very strong, Abdul!" "Aiwah, Effendi, very strong." In the Valley where the Pharaohs sleep, below the smiling hills, the heat and the power of the sun were becoming an actual danger.
"Aiwah, Effendi, do not feel anger in your heart for your servant when he tells you what it means." "We ate the salt of our covenant together, Abdul, on the night when you brought the saint in your arms to my camp. I can never forget that you are more than my servant. You are my friend and companion."
"Aiwah, Effendi, I have something to tell you." They increased the space between themselves and the camels which were following them in Indian file. Abdul spoke in Arabic, as he always did to his master. When he had confided his secret to Michael he lapsed into silence. The Effendi looked very grave. The news was far from pleasant. "You need not tell Madam," Michael said.
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