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Updated: June 17, 2025
Men and women alike had gazed at them with trembling admiration: most of all at the heroic stature and noble dusky face of Amru, and at the son of the deceased Mukaukas, who, by the Moslem's desire, rode at his side in mourning garb on a fiery black horse.
She laughed and said, "I grant thee thy request: but these handmaids have long been pinioned and their arms and sides are weary, and it were only right I should loose them, for haply this next wrestling bout will be long." Then she went to the slave girls and, unbinding them, said to them in the tongue of Greece, "Get ye to some safe place, till I foil this Moslem's lust and longing for you."
It was brought, and to his joy Hubert recognised the sword of the Sieur de Fievrault, which he had broken on a Moslem's skull in the desperate fight wherein he was taken prisoner. With what joy did he receive it! He could now discharge his father's delegated duty. "Rest here awhile, and when thy strength is fully restored, start with better omens on thy journey to Jerusalem."
"With that it chanced a man drew near to lead him from the place, Old Lara stooped him down once more, and kissed Gonzalo's face; But ere the man observed him, or could his gesture bar, Sudden he from his side had grasped that Moslem's scymetar."
"But that is all nonsense!" he tried to assure himself, as he took his binoculars from the rack and sighted at the forbidding, mysterious range. "Am I responsible for a Moslem's superstitions, or his fanatic irrationality?" The Master's own narrow escape from death disturbed him not at all. He hardly even thought of it. All he strove for, now, was to exculpate himself for Rrisa's death.
Men and women alike had gazed at them with trembling admiration: most of all at the heroic stature and noble dusky face of Amru, and at the son of the deceased Mukaukas, who, by the Moslem's desire, rode at his side in mourning garb on a fiery black horse.
"Art thou he, then, whose fame has filled our ears, of whom minstrels sing, who with a band of stout followers defied the Moslem's rage in these forest fastnesses, before even Peter preached the word of God?" "Thou hast exaggerated my merits, but be they many, or as I would say few, I am he of whom they speak."
Beneath that azure roof, toward the west, was the world of water, curling, dimpling, like some human thing charged with the conscious joy of dancing in the sun. Shoreward, the more stable earth was in the Moslem's ideal posture that of perpetual prostration.
Their eyes were beholding unutterable rainbows, flashings and burning glows like those of the Moslem's own Jebel Radhwa, or Mountain of Paradise. Each of these jewels several million gems, at the least computation what a story it might have told! What a tale of remotest antiquity, of wild adventures and romance, of love, hate, death!
She paused; then, looking away from him, she said slowly: "There's something strange to me and interesting about him. I think it comes, perhaps, from his intense belief in his religion, his intense devotion to the Moslem's faith. I I can't help admiring that, and I should like to take Hamza with us. He's so different from all the others."
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