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And each receives the dust of the footsteps of many men till comes the one who shall possess her. But he does not bear her away. He puts his name upon her, but leaves her out in the same field where every passerby may look and handle " "You are dreadfully rude," said Arlee clearly. "You don't understand at all. I thought you knew better." "Ah, I know!
His voice was sharp with feeling. "You gave me the most miserable time of my life." "I was very horrid." "You told me you didn't give a piastre for what I thought!" "I said I didn't give half a piastre!" murmured Arlee irrepressibly, with a wicked dimple. Reluctantly he grinned. "Well?" he put to her questioningly. "Well?" Their eyes met, sparkling, combative. "You do, don't you?" "What?"
She brought more candles for the table, and then a tray with a bottle and glasses and dishes covered with napkins. Then she bestowed her attention to Arlee, bringing her a mirror and a comb from the hamper she had left upon the floor, and a cloth thick with powder. Then Arlee was sure.
Slowly and disconnectedly the uninspiring conversation progressed. Once, when it appeared halted forever, Arlee cast a helpless look at the Captain and intercepted a sharp glance at his sister.
It had been night in the palace of darkened windows but in the garden it was yet day, although the rose and gold of sunset had faded to paling pinks and translucent ambers and in the east the stars were shining in the deepening blue. It was the same garden on which her windows opened; Arlee recognized the huge lebbek tree in the center, the row of acacias, and the palms against the farthest wall.
Somewhere about twenty-five or thirty miles south of Assiout, I should say. It must be nearly a hundred and twenty, as the crow flies, from Assiout to Thebes that's right across from Luxor, you know." Arlee was silent a moment. She lifted a handful of shining sands and let them run down from her fingers in fine dust. "It's such a pity," she mused, "when we've such a good start " Billy stared.
Billy leaned suddenly across the table. "You have forgotten it's the best of the moon to-night?" he asked. "You must let me take you to see it on Karnak." Falconer gave him a very blank look. "We've already planned for that," said he. "We'll all go," cried Arlee, with instant pleasantness. "We mustn't miss it for anything." "You haven't seen the moon on the temple yet?"
A plank was put over the side and with the eunuch ahead and the old woman behind Arlee was taken ashore and mounted on one of the camels the boys had brought, with the old woman behind, gripping her about the waist.
When Arlee spoke she merely cried out, "I've read the camel had four paces, but mine has forty-four," and Billy gave back, "And forty-three are sudden death!" and their ringing laughter made a worried little jackal draw back his cautious nose into his rocky lair.
"That's Clara Eversham," said Arlee under her breath. "They came over early with some people from the boat." "She must be frightfully up on the guide books," muttered Falconer. "She's a miner in them," Arlee laughed, as they made their way over the rubbishy ground where great beams of stone and fallen statues lay half-buried in the sands.
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