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Updated: July 27, 2025
A little adroitness, with cool courage, will often put all calculations at fault, and thus had the plan for Komel's release proved perfectly successful; thus had the Sultan been robbed of his favorite slave from out the very walls that encircled his palace grounds in spite of all his supposed security.
"You seem trouble this morning," said Komel's father, observing his mood. "Are you not well?"
"Had you nothing about your person that could indicate your origin?" "Nothing." "Nor could the people with whom you sailed account for these things?" asked Aphiz. "They said that I was taken off from a wreck on the Asia shore, the only survivor of a crew." "How very strange," repeated all. "You found nothing then upon you to mark the fact?" asked Komel's mother once more, sadly.
There had been another though silent observer of this scene, and as he heard the cry from Komel's lips, he dropped himself from the tree under which the sentry stood, right upon his shoulders, bearing him to the ground, while the contents of the carbine were cast into the air harmlessly.
"Come in and partake of our morning meal; that will refresh you," said the mountaineer. "Thanks; yes, I will join you at once," he replied, but turned away thoughtfully. With the earliest morning, Aphiz was again at the cottage and by Komel's side. O, how beautiful did she look to him now, once more attired in her simple dress of a mountaineer's daughter.
The latter my taste led me to take advantage of, and in a short time I found myself in the command, where I was able to serve you." "But you had no means whereby to learn of your birth and early childhood?" asked Komel's mother. "None; I have thought much of the subject, but what effort to make in order to discover the truth as it regards this matter, I know not."
He mistook Komel's disposition and nature, in supposing that she would ever forgive or tolerate him. He did not remember how unlike her people she had already proved herself. He did not realize that his high station, his wealth, the pomp and elegance that surrounded his slave, were looked upon by her only as the flowers that adorn the victim of a sacrifice.
The delight of the Sultan at Komel's recovery of her speech and hearing, was only equalled by his uneasiness at the extraordinary position of affairs between himself and the man who had so gallantly saved his life on the Belgrade plains. Loving his slave so tenderly, what could he do under the circumstances?
Thus equipped, he came, in the morning referred to above, to the cottage of Komel's parents, but, instead of the cheerful, happy welcome that usually greeted him on such occasions, he beheld consternation and misery written in the father's face, while the mother wept as though her heart would break. "What means this strange scene?" asked the young hunter, hastily. "Where is Komel?"
It was the character of Komel's belief as to the spirits of the departed, that rendered her so calm and resigned, though the Sultan, in his blindness, attributed it to the forgetfulness engendered by time, and smiled to himself to think how quickly the fickle girl had forgotten one whose ardent devotion to her cost him his life.
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