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Updated: June 25, 2025
Herein your kachef Youssouf promises my soldier, Sadok Aga, to give him his whole pay, and even double the amount, if he will undertake to ride to Bardissi's camp and convey a letter to the bey. Here it is in his own handwriting, and signed by him." "Highness, I beg you to let me see the writing," said Nefysseh, extending her hand to take the paper. "Let me see it; I can read."
She arose and threw back her veil to wipe away the tears that burned her eyes. Suddenly she trembled, a deep blush overspreading her countenance. She saw the young kachef Youssouf coming up the walk. She saw his proud, erect figure, his countenance full of youthful freshness and nobility. She drew heir veil more closely about her; but the veil cannot hide the brightness of her eyes.
It was fortunate that her veil concealed her features, and that Cousrouf could not see the deathly pallor that overspread her cheeks. "My kachef?" said she, with forced composure. "Of what is he accused?" "He is accused of attempting to bribe my soldiers, and incite them to revolt and treason." "That is not true!" exclaimed she, passionately. "That is a falsehood, and I tell you so to your face!
He crossed the threshold without meeting any one. All was still in the dark, narrow passage. He opened the door of the chamber. On a mat sat an old woman, weaving woolen cloth. "Are you the mother of Kachef Youssouf?" asked the sarechsme. She turned around. "Yes, I am. You have not come to arrest my son?
My noble master had purchased me; he loved me, and often told me I should remain with him while I lived. He made me kachef, first kachef of his house. I swore eternal fidelity to him and to his house, and I will keep my oath."
You find that Kachef Youssouf should no longer remain here in ease and inactivity, and you send him from you for his own sake. This is kind and noble on your part, and I should thank you for sending me away to perform deeds of valor, and return a Mameluke bey.
No one in the house knew of this vault; Sitta Nefysseh had confided it to the kachef Youssouf only, and they two had conveyed all her valuables to this hiding place. When all was completed, and the Sitta had retired to her apartments, Youssouf announced himself, and, upon being admitted, stepped humbly forward, fell on his knees, and handed her the keys. She looked at him in surprise.
They will not be able to recognize in me the kachef of Bardissi and of Sitta Nefysseh." And he was right. He was not recognized.
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