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"I will see this grand procession," said Philip to himself, as he threw himself on his bed. "It will drive thought from me for a time, and God knows how painful my thoughts have now become. Amine, dear Amine, may angels guard thee!"
"Yes, very true; but as he is to live here does he eat much what will he pay me? He ought to pay well, as he has so much money." Amine's lips were curled with a contemptuous smile, but she made no reply. "I wonder where he keeps his money; and he is going to sea as soon as he can get a ship? Who will have charge of his money when he goes?" "I shall take charge of it, father," replied Amine.
Schriften gradually appeared mindful of this kindness, and at last to be pleased with Amine's company. To Philip he was at times civil and courteous, but not always; but to Amine he was always deferent. His language was mystical, she could not prevent his chuckling laugh, his occasional "He! he!" from breaking forth.
"Mother! mother! I come to thee!" were the last words heard from Amine's lips. The flames soon raged furiously, ascending high above the top of the stake to which she had been chained. Gradually they sunk down; and only when the burning embers covered the ground, a few fragments of bones hanging on the chain were all that remained of the once peerless and high-minded Amine.
Most women would have awakened their husbands, but Amine thought not of herself; Philip was ill, and Amine would not arouse him to agitate him. She sat down by the side of the bed, and with her hands pressed upon her forehead, and her elbows resting on her knees, she remained in deep thought until the sun had risen and poured his bright beams through the casement.
The commandant, fully assured that he could compass Philip's death, was satisfied declared that, as soon as he had any positive intelligence, he would bring it to Goa himself, and made a thousand protestations of truth and fidelity. "Fool!" thought Amine, as she watched the ship, which was now close to the anchorage. In half an hour the vessel had anchored, and the people had landed.
"If there be harm," thought Amine, "at least the deed is not his 'tis mine; they cannot say that he has practised arts that are unlawful and forbidden by his priests. On my head be it!" And there was a contemptuous curl on Amine's beautiful arched lip, which did not say much for her devotion to her new creed. Morning dawned, and Philip still slumbered.
Tell me, if one knows that sorcery is used, and conceals or allows it, is he not a participator and equally guilty?" "He is," replied the Inquisitor, anxiously awaiting the result. "Then I denounce " and Amine was about to reveal that Philip's mission was known, and not forbidden by Fathers Mathias and Seysen; when, recollecting that Philip would be implicated, she stopped.
"Ah me! where am I?" cried Amine, after remaining in a state of torpor for some hours. The sun glared fiercely upon her, and dazzled her eyes as she opened them she cast them on the blue wave close by her, and beheld a large shark motionless by the side of the raft, waiting for his prey. Recoiling from the edge, she started up.
"Nothing more than what we all knew before," replied Philip; "I am about to leave you the ship will sail in a week." "Oh! you will sail in a week?" There was a curious expression in the face of the old man as he endeavoured to suppress, before Amine and her husband, the joy which he felt at Philip's departure. Gradually he subdued his features into gravity, and said
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