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I have ears, and the air is full of voices." Harrik stared at him. Was this Inglesi, then, with the grey coat, buttoned to the chin, and the broad black hat which remained on his head unlike the custom of the English was he one of those who saw visions and dreamed dreams, even as himself! Had he not heard last night a voice whisper through the dark "Harrik, Harrik, flee to the desert!
Harrik saw the glance and interpreted it correctly. With a look of dark triumph he clapped his hands. As if by magic fifty black slaves appeared, armed with daggers. They folded their arms and waited like statues. David made no sign of discomposure, but said slowly: "Dost thou think I did not know my danger, Eminence? Do I seem to thee such a fool?
If they do not die, those who fight for you will say that it doesn't matter whether men fight for you or betray you, they get the same stuff off the same plate. If we are going to fight to-morrow, it ought to be with a clean bill of health." "They served me well so long ate at my table, fought with me. But but traitors must die, even as Harrik died." A stern look came into his face.
"What is thy business with me, effendi?" asked Harrik. "I come on the business of the Prince Pasha," answered David. Harrik touched his fez mechanically, then his breast and lips, and a cruel smile lurked at the corners of his mouth as he rejoined: "The feet of them who wear the ring of their Prince wait at no man's door. The carpet is spread for them.
Then there was a sudden darkness, and a moment later David was ushered into a room blazing with light. Every inch of the walls was hung with red curtains. No door was visible. He was conscious of this as the panel clicked behind him, and the folds of the red velvet caught his shoulder in falling. Now he saw sitting on a divan on the opposite side of the room Prince Harrik.
Since thou must die, wilt thou not order it after thine own choice? It is to die for Egypt." "Is this the will of Kaid?" asked Harrik, his voice thick with wonder, his brain still dulled by the blow of Fate. "It was not the Effendina's will, but it hath his assent. Wilt thou write the word to the army and also to the Prince?" He had conquered.
How many of your civilised millions would die for their prophet Christ? Yet all Egypt would rise up from the mud-floor, the dourha-field and the mud-hut, and would come out to die for Mahomet and Allah ay, as Harrik knew, as Harrik knew!
Harrik saw the glance and interpreted it correctly. With a look of dark triumph he clapped his hands. As if by magic fifty black slaves appeared, armed with daggers. They folded their arms and waited like statues. David made no sign of discomposure, but said slowly: "Dost thou think I did not know my danger, Eminence? Do I seem to thee such a fool?
"But what his purpose was when he spied upon and bribed my army I know not. Yet, it shall be said, he has held Harrik back Harrik, my brother. Son of Sheitan and slime of the Nile, have I not spared Harrik all these years!" "Hast thou proof, Effendina?" "I have proof enough; I shall have more soon. To save their lives, these, these will tell. I have their names here." He tapped the papers.
"I am sick of thy yellow, sinful face." Achmet made no reply, but, as he passed beyond the door with Higli, he said in a whisper: "Come to Harrik and the army! He shall be deposed. The hour is at hand." High answered him faintly, however. He had not the courage of the true conspirator, traitor though he was.
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