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You must have observed that they're apt to well, to land him in all kinds of messes and worries.... I'm talking like a confounded copybook," he thought, "but I don't care how priggish I am if I can only get my way!" Fakrash was deeply impressed. "O young man of marvellous moderation!" he cried. Yet even he doth not utterly despise them, for he hath gold and ivory and precious stones in abundance.
"Yes, indeed!" said Sylvia, almost in a whisper, "if if it isn't troubling you too much!" "I have been turning over thy words in my mind," said Fakrash to Horace, still ignoring Sylvia, "and I am convinced that thou art right. Even if the contents of the seal were known of all men, they would raise no clamour about affairs that concern them not.
And, at all events, I want nothing more from you. Above all, never trouble your head about me or my affairs again!" "O thou of wisdom and eloquence," said Fakrash, "this is most excellent advice. I will go, then; but may I drink the cup of perdition If I become unmindful of thy benevolence!"
What a wicked tyrannical old thing you must be to expect it! I can't give him up." "It is but giving up what can never be thine," said Fakrash. "And be not anxious for him, for I will reward and console him a thousandfold for the loss of thy society. A little while, and he shall remember thee no more." "Don't believe him, darling," said Horace; "you know me better than that."
I am rather tired and upset, and I should be obliged if you and this gentleman could bring this most trying interview to a close as soon as you conveniently can." "You hear, Mr. Fakrash?" said Horace, between his teeth, "it is quite time we left. If you go at once, I will follow you very shortly." "Thou wilt find me awaiting thee," answered the Jinnee, and, to Mrs.
"What is all this to me?" said the Jinnee. "Only this that unless you can see your way to putting things straight for me, I'm hanged if I take the trouble to seal you up in that bottle!" "How am I to put things straight for thee?" cried Fakrash, peevishly.
"Not for the first time hast thou made such a promise," said Fakrash. "And save for the magnitude of thy service unto me, I would not hearken to this caprice of thine, nor wilt thou find me so indulgent on another occasion. But for this once" and he muttered some words and made a sweeping gesture with his right hand "thy desire is granted unto thee.
It would have been positively brutal to say how very far from contented he felt, so Horace could only mumble that he had never been lodged like that before in all his life. "It is far below thy deserts," Fakrash observed graciously. "And were thy friends amazed at the manner of their entertainment?" "They were," said Horace.
Then, by a strong effort of will, he pulled himself together. "Oh, come now," he said, "you don't really mean that, you know. After all your kindness! You're much too good-natured to be capable of anything so atrocious." "All pity hath been eradicated from my heart," returned Fakrash. "Therefore prepare to die, for thou art presently about to perish in the most unfortunate manner."
"Miss Futvoye and I," Horace answered for her, "are willing to consider our engagement at an end, until you approve of its renewal, on condition that you restore her father at once." "Agreed!" said Fakrash. "Conduct me to him, and we will arrange the matter without delay." Outside they met Mrs. Futvoye on her way from the study. "You here, Horace?" she exclaimed. "And who is this gentleman?"
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