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Something might be learned of what was going on with the little Princess by what was going on there; and the many persons he saw in the street signified alarm and commotion. "Ho, here!" he shouted, drawing rein. "What does this mean? Somebody dead or dying?" "Uel, the master of the house, is afraid for his child. She should have been home before sundown. He is sending friends out to look for her."

There were several men in the company. Steps shook the floor. Uel and Syama arose. The latter's countenance flushed with pleasure; giving one triumphal glance at his friend, much as to say, There did I not tell you so? he walked forward quickly, and reached the head of the steps just as a stranger finished their ascent. In a moment Syama was on his knees, kissing the hand held out to him.

Then, as if the Prince knew the effect he had wrought, and that it relieved him from danger of betrayal, he returned to his former easy manner. "And yet, as thou shalt see, my son, the confidences are not crimes But thy cup is empty, and Syama waiting for it." "The drink is new to me," Uel replied, yielding to the invitation. "New? And wilt thou not also say it is better than wine?

Uel was too busy to be her escort. Syama, if he went, would be no protection; but she would return early. To be certain, she made a calculation. It would take about half an hour to get to the wall; the sun would set soon after seven; by starting home at six she could have fully an hour and a half for the airing, which meant a possible hour and a half with Sergius.

"But she is a Christian!" Uel spoke in surprise. "Yes, son of Jahdai, she is a Christian. Nevertheless send Lael to her. Again I leave you where I rest myself with God our God." Thereupon he went out finally, and between gusts of wind regained his own house.

The fragrance of the decoction presently filled the room to the suppression of the incense, and they drank, ate, and were sociable. The host outlined his travels. Uel, in return, gave him information of the city.

And everywhere the two questions Has she been found? and who is the Prince of India? Poor Uel had not space to think of his loss or yield to sorrow; the questions kept him so busy. It must not be supposed now in this all but universal search, nobody thought of the public cisterns. They were visited.

Then he gave attention to the fare, which was of wheaten wafers, cold fowl, preserved fruits, and wine in a stoneware bottle. These Syama set on a circular table not higher than the divan in front of which it was drawn. A white napkin and a bowl for laving the fingers completed the preparation, as Uel supposed. But no. Syama went below again, and reappeared with a metal pot and a small wooden box.

On the table were the lamp, the clock, the customary writing materials, a fresh map of the heavens, and a perfect diagram of a nativity to be cast. He took the map in his hand, and smiled it was Lael's work. "How she has improved! and how rapidly!" he said aloud, ending a retrospect which began with the hour Uel consented to her becoming his daughter. She was unlettered then, but how helpful now.

He took me in his arms, carried me across the street and talked so Uel could not have refused had he wanted to." The manner of the telling was irresistible. At the conclusion, she turned to him and said, with emotion: "There, now.