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Updated: May 4, 2025
It's no use slipping from the saddle, because I couldn't walk back. I can't . . ." She broke off suddenly, rose in the stirrups and waved. And a more radiant picture of youth you could not have wished to see in a lifetime. "A village!" she shouted. "Camels, palms, water. An oasis with tents; women and children and men. Come round, Sooltan, come round."
Then it had been gently placed upon the ground, and she had been handed out, to find the sayis of the stallion Sooltan standing salaaming before her, with his hand on the bridle of the snow-white mare, Pi-Kay, the glory of Egypt. "He made the pillars thereof of silver, the bottom thereof of gold, the covering of it of purple, the midst thereof being paved with love . . ."
And she pulled with all her strength, and still to no avail, for, oblivious of the peaceful, verdant patch, the mighty animal forged ahead. "Well, I shall have to drop from the saddle, let Sooltan go, and walk over to them. They are sure to be friendly and . . ." She had just slipped her foot from the stirrup when, clear and insistent, there came a ringing cry.
And the tears streamed down the girl's face as she flung out her arms. "Irja Sooltan!" she called. "Irja Sooltan!" Her voice carried on the still air like the note of a bell over water.
Sick with suspense, they had landed on the far side of the Nile, on their race with Time to the Gate of To-morrow. "We will go to them to-morrow, thou and I. To the Gate of To-morrow, thou with the mare Pi-Kay, I with the stallion Sooltan, who will well-nigh kill thy mare, my woman, in jealousy. Yea!" He bent and whispered in her ear so quietly, so coldly as to cause the girl to tremble.
Sooltan, behaving like a very demon, tried his best to unseat the light weight upon his back by the simple and usually so effective methods of rearing, plunging and bucking; but Damaris only smiled and shouted as she looked towards the east, caring not a jot for any vagary, so content was she.
Followed by the dogs, they walked slowly down the incline to a mound of rubbish flung up and left by an excavating party many years back; behind it they found the stallion Sooltan in the care of his sayis, also the one donkey which had wandered off in search of grass and got lost, and whose absence in the cavalcade had not been noticed on account of the disorder of the descent.
And "Irja Sooltan," he called to the stallion, which, terrified at the sounds and sight and smell of battle, had bolted up a side street, where he stood fretting and fidgeting himself into a fine sweat, until he heard the clear call which could always bring him back to the man he loved.
Then something within her rebelled at this intrusion upon her privacy, causing her to be suddenly stricken with anger and confusion. "Take me to the tents, Sooltan!" she cried, turning to look back. "Take but why oh! what an escape a mirage a " But the rest was lost in the sudden bound of el-Sooltan as he raced in obedience to his master's call.
The sudden impact sent her mind flying back to the first time she had seen Hugh Carden Ali, in English riding-kit and Mohammedan tarbusch in the bazaar; then in her memory she saw him dining as an Englishman; saw him riding with falcon upon fist a very Eastern, saw him as an Arab of Arabia in the desert; again as an Englishman, save for the Mohammedan tarbusch, holding in the bay mare as she thundered past him on the stallion Sooltan.
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