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Updated: May 11, 2025
I must tell you so you can understand how I know I shall see Gâo again." "Tanit-Zerga, be quiet, my little girl, be quiet." "No, I must tell you.
When he breathed his last, we felt that our life, as well as his, had gone. It was Tanit-Zerga who spoke first. "How far are we from the Soudan road?" she asked. "We are a hundred and twenty miles from the springs of Telemsi," I replied. "We could make thirty miles by going toward Iferouane; but the wells are not marked on that route." "Then we must walk toward the springs of Telemsi," she said.
Come sit here, beside me. Move over, King Hiram." The leopard obeyed with good temper. Beside her was an onyx bowl. She took from it a perfectly plain ring of orichalch and slipped it on my left ring-finger. I saw that she wore one like it. "Tanit-Zerga, give Monsieur de Saint-Avit a rose sherbet." The dark girl in red silk obeyed. "My private secretary," said Antinea, introducing her.
I recognized the sound of a rebaza, the violin with a single string, played by the Tuareg women. It was Aguida playing, squatting as usual at the feet of her mistress. The three other women were also squatted about her. Tanit-Zerga was not there. Oh! Since that was the last time I saw her, let, oh, let me tell you of Antinea, how she looked in that supreme moment.
"It is very nice of you," I repeated, pursuing my idea. "I see that you are free to-day. You never came so early before." A shade passed over the girl's forehead. "Yes, I am free," she said, almost bitterly. I looked at Tanit-Zerga more closely. For the first time I realized that she was beautiful. Her hair, which she wore falling over her shoulders, was not so much curly as it was gently waving.
He, who had refused to follow Tanit-Zerga a while ago, now wanted to go out. He was determined to go out. "Be still," I said to him. "Enough of that. Lie down!" I tried to pull him away from the door. I succeeded only in getting a staggering blow from his paw. Then I sat down on the divan. My quiet was short. "Be honest with yourself," I said.
When I completely lost consciousness, I was being carried down the corridor by two white phantoms, so bound that I could not move a muscle. Through the great open window, waves of pale moonlight surged into my room. A slender white figure was standing beside the bed where I lay. "You, Tanit-Zerga!" I murmured. She laid a finger on her lips. "Sh! Yes, it is I."
"Stop him," she repeated. Her hand pulled sharply at my right arm. I obeyed. The camel slackened his pace with very bad grace. "Listen," she said. At first I heard nothing. Then a very slight noise, a dry rustling behind us. "Stop the camel," Tanit-Zerga commanded. "It is not worth while to make him kneel." A little gray creature bounded on the camel. The mehari set out again at his best speed.
"He is all alone now," said the girl. "They have sent him away. He made too much noise when he played." These words recalled me to the events of the previous evening. "If you like, I will make him go away," said Tanit-Zerga. "No, let him alone." I looked at the leopard with sympathy. Our common misfortune brought us together. I even caressed his rounded forehead.
"You must eat," she continued. "If you like, I will go get something to eat for you and me. I will bring King Hiram's and Galé's dinner here, too. When you are sad, you should not stay alone." And the little green and gold fairy vanished, without waiting for my answer. That was how my friendship with Tanit-Zerga began. Each morning she came to my room with the two beasts.
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