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The pale one's behaviour was entirely different from any the Gul Moti had seen. He was doing nothing regular not using the common methods at all. He was giving Gunpat Rao no chance to get back to put his body-weight into his drive. He was staying too close. He was circling starting to rush in and veering away round and round, in and out. Then the Gul Moti saw!
"The time for my return home is up," he said, forgetting to specify where the home was, "and I should have been off before this but for my little girl my Gul Bahar" and he patted her head fondly. "I cannot go and leave her; neither can I take her with me, for what would then become of father Uel?
"Eljen edes csigany ur eljen gul eray!" said the Hungarian, swinging round his bottle, and discharging it at the window; but, either not possessing the jockey's accuracy of aim, or reckless of the consequences, he flung his bottle so, that it struck against part of the wooden setting of the panes, breaking along with the wood and itself three or four panes to pieces.
Ed Bates used to go trout- fishing, with a tremendously long pole, in a meadow brook near the river; and when the trout didn't bite right off, Ed would get mad," and as soon as one took hold he would give an awful jerk, sending the fish more than three hundred feet into the air and landing it in the bushes the other side of the meadow, crying out, "Gul darn ye, I'll learn ye."
Gunpat Rao was one of the finest young elephants in captivity; one of the swiftest in the caravan; but the mahouts knew he could not think a trick! The sense of his danger swept them. The Gul Moti knew that "white elephants" are always feared being almost always bad. This one was not white; nor grey, nor yellow. He was whitish-grey dull-tawny overcast unclean looking.
When all was ready, Prince Almas set out for home, taking with him Jamila, and Dil-aram and Gul, daughter of Taram-taq, and the wicked Mihr-afruz, and all the belongings of the four, packed on horses and camels, and in carts without number. As he approached the borders of his father's country word of his coming went before him, and all the city came forth to give him welcome.
"Uel is my father." "Uel? Well, he is my friend, and I am his; therefore you and I should be friends. What is your name?" "He calls me Gul Bahar." "Oh! That is Turkish, and means Rose of Spring. How came you by it?" "My mother was from Iconium." "Yes where the Sultans used to live." "And she could speak Turkish." "I see! Gul Bahar is an endearment, not a real name." "My real name is Lael."
The devil who did the deed might escape him, for hell was vast and deep; yet the city remained, even the Byzantium ancient of days like himself, and he would hold it a hostage for the safe return of his Gul Bahar.
"O Prince, as thou dost these things for her so far beyond the best I can dream of take her for thine, not less than mine." With a beaming countenance, the elder raised the child, and kissed her on the forehead. "Dost hear?" he said to her. "Now art thou my daughter." She put her arms about his neck, then held them out to Uel, who took her, and kissed her, saying: "Oh my Gul Bahar!"
The old mahout gasped a broken cry, as Mitha Baba lifted him and set him not too gently on the ground; she was in a hurry herself and she was making speed on her own account she objected to being urged. The Gul Moti, understanding in a flash, cried quickly: "No, no! Mitha Baba, I want him! Put him up to me put him up to me soon!" Mitha Baba wavered in her long stride.
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