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Suddenly the Egyptian's beautiful face was close to his, and she pressed a divit into his hand, at the same time pointing at the officer, and whispering "Hit him." Gavin flung the clod of earth, and hit Halliwell on the head. I say I cannot explain this. I tell what happened, and add with thankfulness that only the Egyptian witnessed the deed.
The Egyptian's pique had vanished, but she may have thought that the conversation was becoming dangerous, for she said abruptly "Well, I sometimes think about you." "Do you?" said Gavin, absurdly gratified. "What do you think about me?" "I wonder," answered the Egyptian, pleasantly, "which of us is the taller." Gavin's fingers twitched with mortification, and not only his fingers but his toes.
She stroked the little Egyptian's hair and let the wounded heart soothe itself. Presently Masanath's mind wandered from the new villainy of her father to the memory of the older offense and she wept afresh. "If thou goest, Rachel, there is none left to comfort me," she mourned. "I am alone desolate, and the powers of Egypt are arrayed against me!"
"They are taking me to the poorhouse," she sobbed; "dinna let them, dinna let them." The Egyptian's arms clasped her, and the Egyptian kissed a sallow cheek that had once been as fair as yours, madam, who may read this story. No one had caressed Nanny for many years, but do you think she was too poor and old to care for these young arms around her neck?
Within a few hours of the young Egyptian's departure, they received a letter from the youth they had given up for lost, written in trembling characters, in which he implored them to effect his deliverance through Amru, the Arab governor of Egypt. The old people had set forth at once on their pilgrimage, and Heliodora had done her part in urging them to this step.
In a mournful procession they followed the Egyptian's chariot back to the city; and the people gazed at them as they passed, and laughed. When they reached Joseph's house and entered the courtyard, they sent in a very humble message, begging that he would see them. And when they came into his presence they knelt before him with bowed heads, till their brows touched the coloured pavement.
She could not believe it; and as her glance met the cunning glitter of the Egyptian's eyes her own sparkled keenly, and she exclaimed with a vehemence and decision which her attendant had never suspected in her: "It is deceit and falsehood from beginning to end! Go, woman, I will hear no more of it. Why should Marcus have come to you since yesterday if he does not know where I am?
A few years yonder in the desert power, glory, wealth won for Egypt, the strength of thine arms known, the piety of thy spirit proven, thy name upon every tongue on thy return, who then should fear for Egypt!" Dicky was playing a dangerous game, and Renshaw almost shrank from his words. He was firing the Egyptian's mind, but to what course he knew not.
Unlike the Egyptian's, there was nothing in his creed to check the sweet excess of Life, and no grim shadow, "feared of man," scared him in his walks, or preached to him sermons of mortality in the stones and violets of the wayside. Life was hallowed and dear to him for its own sake.
Thee has never told any that lives?" "I gave my word to her that died to our Egyptian's mother that I would never speak unless you gave me leave to speak, or if you should die before me. It was but a day before the lad was born. So have I kept my word. But now you shall speak. Ay, then, but you shall speak, or I'll break my word to her, to do right by her son.
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