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For a witch well, you are a very remarkable one, Unorna. As a woman of business " He shook his head. "What do you mean, this time? What did you say?" Her questions came in a strained tone and she seemed to have difficulty in concentrating her attention, or in controlling her emotions, or both. "You paid a large price for the information," observed Keyork. "What price? What are you speaking of?
"It has killed her," he said. "Who did it?" His low-spoken words echoed like angry thunder. "Give her to me," he said again. "She is mine body and soul." But the great strong arms were around her and would not let her go. "Save me!" she cried in failing tones. "Save me from him!" "You have saved yourself," said the solemn voice of the old man. "Saved?" Keyork laughed. "From me?"
It had taken place in Palermo. The heat had seemed intense by contrast with the bitter north he had left behind. Keyork had gone out and he had been alone in a strange hotel. His head swam in the stifling scirocco. He had sent for a local physician, and the old-fashioned doctor had then and there taken blood from his arm. He had lost so much that he had fainted.
You shall live forever, as I will; you shall have all my secrets; the gold spider shall spin her web in your dwelling; the Part of Fortune shall shine on your path, it shall rain jewels on your roof; and your winter shall have snows of pearls you shall " "Good Heavens! Keyork," interrupted the Wanderer. "Are you mad? What is the matter with you?" "Mad? The matter? I love you! I worship you!
Before I could deliver him into your hands, I would require of you a contract to give him back unhurt and a contract of the kind you would consider binding." Keyork Arabian wondered whether Unorna, in the recklessness of her passion, had betrayed the nature of the experiment they had been making together, but a moment's reflection told him that he need have no anxiety on this score.
"Beatrice Varanger begs that Keyork Arabian will meet her in the parlour of the convent as soon after receiving this as possible. The matter is very important." She had reasons of her own for believing that Keyork had not forgotten her in the five years or more since they had been in Egypt together.
Then she turned away and went towards the door. Keyork Arabian watched her until her hand was upon the latch. His sharp eyes twinkled, as though he expected something amusing to occur. "Unorna!" he said, suddenly, in an altered voice. She stopped and looked back. "Well?" "Do not be angry, Unorna. Do not go away like this." Unorna turned, almost fiercely, and came back a step.
But it seemed certain that if Unorna could be placed for the time being in a safe refuge, it would be best to apply to Keyork to insure her further protection. Meanwhile that refuge must be found and Unorna must be conveyed to it without delay. The Wanderer was admitted without question. He found Unorna in her accustomed place.
Unorna reasoned coldly with herself, recalling all that Keyork Arabian had told her and all that she had read. She tried to admit that Beatrice might be disposed of in some other way, but the difficulties seemed to be insurmountable. To effect such a disappearance Unorna must find some safe place in which the wretched woman might drag out her existence undiscovered.
Again the thought of Keyork Arabian flashed across her mind. Had there been any reality, she vaguely wondered, in that compact made with him? What was she doing now? But the crime was to be Beatrice's, not hers. Her heart beat fast for a moment, and then she grew very calm again. The clock in the church tower chimed the first quarter past one.
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