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Updated: May 5, 2025
In the end, however, David took three things only out of Egypt: his wife, the Order of the Mejidfeh, and Shelek Pasha's pardon, which he strove for as hard as he had striven for his punishment, when he came to know the Khedive had sent the Mudir to Fazougli merely that he might despoil him.
Her face showed no sign of what she thought; her eyes were unwaveringly fixed on the distance. "She shall choose her own death," said the Sheikhel-beled; "and I will bear word to the Mudir." "I dine with the Mudir to-night; I will carry the word," said Dicky; "and the death that the woman shall die will be the death he will choose."
Dicky asked the ghaflir standing by what the youth had done. "It is no youth, but a woman," he answered "the latest wife of the Mudir. In a man's clothes " He paused, for the head sheikh of El Medineh, with two Ulema, entered the throng. The crowd fell back.
But suddenly Abbas Bey turned and took the woman's right hand in his left. Her eyes opened in an ecstasy. "O lord and master, I go to heaven with thee!" she said, and threw herself forward. Without a sound the heavy body of the Mudir lurched forward with her, and they sank into the water together. A cry of horror and wonder burst from the crowd. Dicky turned to them, and raised both hands.
"To-morrow, at sunrise, she shall die as a blasphemer, this daughter of Sheitan the Evil One," continued the holy men. "What saith the Mudir?" cried a tax-gatherer. "The Mudir himself shall see her die at sunrise," answered the chief of the Ulema. Shouts of hideous joy went up. At that moment the woman's eyes met Dicky's, and they suddenly lighted.
The Mudir's sense of humour had been touched, and this sense of humour probably saved the Mudir from trouble, for it played Dicky's game for him. Mustapha Kali had been sentenced to serve in the Cholera Hospital of Kalamoun, that he might be cured of his unbelief.
Think it fills the bill, eh?" "If the Mudir doesn't pass the sentence I'll shut up shop." He leaned over anxiously to Dicky and gripped his arm. "I tell you this pressure of opposition has got to be removed, or we'll never get this beast of an epidemic under, but we'll go under instead, my boy." "Oh, we're doing all right," Dicky answered, with only apparent carelessness.
You have your choice: will you come to Cairo to Sadik Pasha, and be crucified like a bandit of your own province, or will you die with the woman in the Birket-el-Kurun to-morrow at sunrise, and walk with her into the Presence and save her soul, and pay the price of the English life?" "Malaish!" answered the Mudir. "Water," he added quickly. He had no power to move, for fear had paralysed him.
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