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Stephen would then start for the Zaouïa, for an interview with the marabout, who, no doubt, was already wondering why he did not follow up his first attempt by a second. He would hire or buy in the city a racing camel fitted with a bassour large enough for two, and this he would take with him to the Zaouïa, ready to bring away both sisters. No allusion to Saidee would be made in words.
You've hardly changed at all, except oh, I hardly know how to put it in words. It's your expression. You look sad tired of the things around you." "I am tired of the things around me," Saidee said. "Often I've felt like a dead body in a grave with no hope of even a resurrection.
"Take this and put out the fire," she cried to Hamish, who snatched the bucket without a word, and dashed its contents over the barricade. Then she went back to Saidee, who sat on the blankets in a far corner, shivering with cold, though the night was hot, and the room, with its barred wooden shutters, close almost beyond bearing.
Nevill was in wild spirits, though pale with heat and fatigue. He had nothing to say of himself, but much of his aunt and of the boy Mohammed. "Ripping little chap," he exclaimed, when Saidee had gone indoors. "You never saw such pluck. He'd die sooner than admit he was tired. I shall be quite sorry to part from him. He was jolly good company, a sort of living book of Arab history.
You must let me confess, if you're to help me." "Dearest, tell me anything everything you choose, but nothing you don't choose. And nothing you say can make me love you less only more." "There's a great deal to tell," Saidee said, heavily "And I'm tired sick at heart. But I can't rest now, till I've told you." "Wouldn't you come into bed?" pleaded Victoria humbly.
For a moment she sat gazing at the sand, her lips moving. She looked wan as old ivory in the dying firelight, and in the hollows of her immense eyes seemed to dream the mysteries of all ages. "Take a handful of sand," she said to Victoria. "Hold it over thine heart. Now, wish with the whole force of thy soul." Victoria wished to find Saidee safe, and to be able to help her, if she needed help.
The bed was not uncomfortable, but Victoria could not sleep. She did not even wish to sleep. It was too wonderful to think that to-morrow she would be on her way to Saidee. Before morning light, Si Maïeddine was in his cousin's house. Hsina had not yet called Victoria, but Lella M'Barka was up and dressed, ready to receive Maïeddine in the room where she had entertained the Roumia girl last night.
It ended in Saidee and her husband going to Algiers without me, and Saidee cried but she couldn't help being happy, because she was in love, and very excited about the strange new life, which Cassim told her would be wonderful as some gorgeous dream of fairyland. He gave her quantities of jewellery, and said they were nothing to what she should have when she was in her own home with him.
Oh, isn't it wonderful to be so happy in the light of our star and to know that the others we love will be happy, too my Saidee, and your Mr. Caird " "Yes," Stephen answered. "But just at this moment I can't think much about any one except ourselves, not even your sister and my best friend. You fill the universe for me." "It's filled with love and it is love," said Victoria.
She did not speak, but walked faster; and Victoria, realizing that their talk was to be interrupted by somebody, looked round, expecting Lady MacGregor or Saidee. "It is Miss Lorenzi," Stephen said, in a low voice. "I don't know how or why she has come here. But for your sake it will be better if you go now, at once, and let me talk to her."
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