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Cassim desired her to explain the riddle, which she did, by telling him the stratagem she had used to make the discovery, and showed him the piece of money, which was so old that they could not tell in what prince's reign it was coined.
They drove away the mules, which Cassim had neglected to fasten, and they strayed through the forest so far, that they were soon out of sight.
Some things Cassim told me himself, because he was bursting with vanity, and simply had to speak. Other things I've seen in writing he would kill me if he found out. And still other things I've guessed. Why, the boys here in the Zaouïa are being brought up for the 'great work, as they call it. Not all of them but the most important ones among the older boys. They have separate classes.
The Shadow Dance and the Statue Dance which you saw, came out of those stories, and there are more you didn't see, which I do sometimes a butterfly dance, the dance of the wheat, and two of the East, which were in stories she told me after we knew Cassim ben Halim. They are the dance of the smoke wreath, and the dance of the jewel-and-the-rose.
And to prove what she said, the woman took me to see the boy, who was with his grandmother an aunt of Maïeddine's, dead now." "The boy?" "Oh, I forgot. I haven't explained. The thing she told was, that Cassim had a wife living when he married me." "Saidee! how horrible! How horrible!" "Yes, it was horrible. It broke my heart." Saidee was tingling with excitement now.
Anyhow, the boy's living, and he's the one thing on earth Cassim loves better than himself." "When did you find out about about all this?" Victoria asked, almost whispering. "Eight months after we were married I heard about his wife. I think Cassim was true to me, in his way, till that time. But we had an awful scene. I told him I'd never live with him again as his wife, and I never have.
And that's the way saintships pass on in Islam, just as titles and estates do in other countries. Now do you begin to understand the mystery?" "Not quite. "You heard in Algiers that Cassim had died in Constantinople?" "Yes. The Governor himself said so." "The Governor believes so.
I had to agree not to ask questions, and he would never say for certain whether Cassim was dead or not, but he promised sacredly to bring me to the place where my sister lived. His cousin Lella M'Barka Bent Djellab was with us, very ill and suffering, but brave.
The Agha, his father, is one of the few who helped make Cassim what he is, but he's a cautious old man, the kind who wants to run with the hare and hunt with the hounds. Si Maïeddine's cautious too, Cassim has said. He approves the doctrines of the secret societies, but he's so ambitious that without a very strong incentive to turn against them, in act he'd be true to the French.
You wouldn't believe how many there are who hope and band themselves together for that. These friends of Cassim's persuaded and bribed a wretched cripple who was next of kin to the last marabout, and ought to have inherited to let Cassim take his place. Secretly, of course. It was a very elaborate plot it had to be.
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