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It was accompanied by a ringing clash of cymbals; he listened, and listening, saw a smile lighten Sah-luma's features a smile sweet, yet full of delicate mockery. Their eyes met; a wanton impetuosity flashed like reflected flame from one face to the other, and then, without another instant's pause, they hurried on.
This impression however left him as rapidly as it had come, before he had any time to puzzle himself about it, . . and just at that moment Sah-luma's hand caught his own, Sah-luma's voice whispered in his ear: "Let us away, my friend, there will be naught now but mounting of guards and dire confusion, the King is as a lion roused, and will not cease growling till his vengeance be satisfied!
And ever and anon the name of "Lysia," coupled with heavy execrations, was hissed from mouth to mouth, which Theos, overhearing, began to foresee might serve as a likely cause for Sah-luma's taking offence and possibly resenting in his own person this public disparagement of the woman he loved, therefore, without more ado he roused himself from his momentarily dazed condition, and urged his comrade on at a quick pace toward the safe shelter of his own palace, where at any rate he could be kept out of the reach of immediate harm.
Yet it is possible that even her patience with thy sins may tire at last, wherefore while there is time, offer due penance to the offended gods and humble thy stiff heart before the Holy Maid, lest she expel thee from her sight forever." He paused, . . a satirical, half-amused smile hovered round Sah-luma's delicate mouth his eyes flashed.
He knew nothing of where he was bound, he saw no outlet anywhere no corner wherein the Fire- fiend had not set up devouring dominion, . . but nevertheless he steadily continued his difficult progress, clasping Sah-luma's corpse with a strange tenacity, and concentrating all his attention on protecting it from the withering touch of the ravenous flames.
"Aye, aye!" and Sah-luma's dark brows contracted in a slight frown "Not so many fine words, I pray thee! Thou couldst not well mistake her, there is only one Lysia!" "Lysia!" murmured Theos dreamily, and the musical name slid off his lips with a soft, sibilant sound, "Lysia! And I forgot to kneel to that enchanting, that adorable being! Oh unwise, benighted fool! where were my thoughts?
He looked at her, surprised and perplexed, and paused an instant before replying. Then he said slowly: "So strange a thing could never be ... for Sah-luma's place, once empty, could not again be filled! I grudge him not his glory- laurels, moreover, ... what is Fame compared to Love!"
She clung to him like a lithe serpentine thing, her eyes ablaze, her mouth quivering with suppressed hysterical laughter. Pointing to Sah-luma's body, she said in a strange excited whisper: "Nay, hast thou slain him in very truth, Zephoranim! ... slain him utterly?
HIS life a glory to the world? ..." and she pointed to Sah-luma's recumbent figure with a gesture of loathing and contempt, . . "HIS? ... the life of a drunken voluptuary? ... a sensual egotist? ... a poet who sees no genius save his own, and who condemns all vice, save that which he himself indulges in!
He made no answer to Sah-luma's remark, but fixed his gaze wistfully on the tall, melancholy Shape that like a black shadow darkened the whiteness of the Obelisk, and his sense of hearing became acute almost to painfulness when once more Khosrul's deep vibrating tones peeled solemnly through the heavy air.
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