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Updated: June 12, 2025
"But she is a Christian!" Uel spoke in surprise. "Yes, son of Jahdai, she is a Christian. Nevertheless send Lael to her. Again I leave you where I rest myself with God our God." Thereupon he went out finally, and between gusts of wind regained his own house.
Let it not be supposed now that the son of Jahdai did not appreciate the circumstance which had befallen. The idea of a man suffering a doom so strange affected him, while the doom itself, considered as a judgment, was simply awful; but his thought did not stop there it carried him behind both the man and the doom.
At the same time, lest she be educated into unfitness for the present conditions of life, and be unsexed, thou shalt find a woman familiar with society, and instal her in thy house as governess and example. If the woman be also of Israel, so much the better; for then we may expect faithfulness without jealousy. And further, son of Jahdai, be niggardly in nothing concerning our Lael.
I believe she had a spirit to prefer death to dishonor but dead or dishonored, wilt thou merge thy interest in her into mine?" "Yes." "I alone am to decide then what best becomes us to do. Is it agreed?" "Yes such faith have I in you." "Oh, but understand thee, son of Jahdai! I speak not merely as a father, but as an Israelite." Uel looked at the speaker's face, and was startled.
Invited by the fire, and the assurance of comfort in its glow, he advanced to the brazier, and while extending his hands over it, observed Uel. Without surprise or hesitation he walked to him. "Son of Jahdai!" he said, offering his hand. The voice was of exceeding kindness.
"Understand, son of Jahdai," the other interposed, "I seek more of thee than thy permission to love her. I want to do by her as though she were mine naturally." "You would not take her from me?" "No. That would leave thee bereft as I have been. Like me, thou wouldst then go up and down looking for some one to take her place in thy heart.
"With this preface, O Son of Jahdai, I write without fear, and freely; imparting, first, that it is now fifty years since I set foot upon the shores of this Island, which, for want of a name likely to be known to thee, I have located and described as 'In the Over-Sea. Far East. Its people are by nature kindly disposed to strangers, and live simply and affectionately.
The dying prayer of the son of Jahdai had not failed with the Princess Irene. Receiving the unfortunate girl from Sergius the day after the rescue from the cistern, she accepted the guardianship, and from that hour watched and tended her with maternal solicitude. The other division of the room was occupied by attendants.
Uel, the son of Jahdai, was in the habit of carrying the letter received from the mysterious stranger about with him in a breast pocket. How many times a day he took it out for reexamination would be difficult to say. Observing the appearance of signs of usage, he at length wrapped it in an envelope of yellow silk. If he had thought less of it, he would have resorted to plain linen.
Traces of the emotion he had undergone were in the Prince's face, and when he spoke his voice was tremulous. "Son of Jahdai," he said, standing, "I had once a wife and child. They perished-how and when, I cannot trust myself to tell. I have been faithful to their memory.
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