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The latter laughed almost aloud in her confusion. She caught herself up quickly and said with some asperity: "You foolish child, I am to become a prince's wife. How can I love your sahib? What nonsense! I am to marry a prince and he is not to pay for me in rubies." "Ah, how wonderful!" cried Neenah, with ravishing candour.
"Selim's wife, Neenah, saved my life." It was the next morning and Chase was relating his experiences to an eager marvelling company in the breakfast room. "She has a sister whose husband was one of the leaders in the attack. Neenah told Selim and Selim told me. That's all. We were prepared for them when they came last night.
Neenah has given all of hers to me for you, excellency, and I have demanded those of the wives of Von Blitz." "Selim, you must not forget that you are a gentleman. That was most ungallant. But I suppose you got them?" "No, sahib. They refused to give them up. They are saving them for Mr. Britt," said Selim dejectedly. "Ah, the ficklety of women!" he sighed.
By Jove, old man, that Persian girl is ripping. You say she's his wife? She's " Chase broke in upon this far from original estimate of the picturesque Neenah. "I say, Arch, there's something I want to know before I go to the Marquess's this evening. I'm due there with my thanks. He lives in the Boulevard St. Germain I've got the number all right. Is one likely to find the house full of swells?
It was with unfeigned surprise that Chase recognised the Persian wives of Jacob von Blitz among the women who had been obliged to cast their lot with the refugees from Aratat. The sister of Neenah and five or six other women who had been sold into the island made up the remainder of the little group of trembling females.
I scare for my children when she come around. I think maybe she steal my baby. Because they say weh-ti-gos got drink a baby's blood to melt the ice in their brains. I wish she go way. We have no peace here till she go." "Down the river they say Bela a very pretty girl," remarked Eelip. "Yah! What good is pretty if you crazy in the head!" retorted Neenah. "She twenty years old and got no husband.
Chase called out to them and told them where they could find the four men in the forest. Then he turned to follow the group that had scurried off toward the château. The first grey shade of day was coming into the night. He saw Neenah ahead of him, standing still in the centre of the gravelled path. Beyond her was the tall figure of a man.
Come, Mr. Chase, may I not dress them for you? I am capable I am not afraid of wounds. We have had many of them in our family and fatal ones too." She was eager now, and earnest. He shook his head, with a smile on his lips. "I thank you. They are better much better, and they have been quite properly bandaged already." "Neenah?" "Yes," he replied gently.
But if she would be a trouble to you no!" protested the Arab anxiously. Chase laughed as he came to appreciate the sacrifice his servant would make for him. "I'll take you with me, Selim, wherever I go and if I go but, my lad, we'll take Neenah along, too, to save trouble. She's not for sale, my good Selim." The husband of Neenah radiated joy.
It's a frightful habit to get into. Put cotton in your ears. But if I were to take you, what would become of little Neenah?" "Oh, Neenah?" said Selim easily. "If she would be a trouble to you, excellency, I can sell her to a man I know." Chase looked blackly at the eager Arab, who quailed. "You miserable dog!" Selim gasped. "Excellency!" "Don't you love her?" "Yes, yes, sahib yes!
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