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How stands the time?" "This is the last day of the six months," Uel answered. "Yes, there was never man" the Prince paused, as if the thought were attended with a painful recollection "never a man," he presently resumed, "who kept account of time more exactly than myself." A copious draught of tea assuaged the passing regret.

Feeling he was not entirely helpless in the affair, he thought best to be patient awhile, and learn who was the offender; a conclusion followed by a resolution to send Uel with the girl next time she went to take the air. "The young men of the city are uncontrolled by respect or veneration," he said, quietly. "The follies they commit are sometimes ludicrous.

"The time for my return home is up," he said, forgetting to specify where the home was, "and I should have been off before this but for my little girl my Gul Bahar" and he patted her head fondly. "I cannot go and leave her; neither can I take her with me, for what would then become of father Uel?

Uel, the son of Jahdai, was in the habit of carrying the letter received from the mysterious stranger about with him in a breast pocket. How many times a day he took it out for reexamination would be difficult to say. Observing the appearance of signs of usage, he at length wrapped it in an envelope of yellow silk. If he had thought less of it, he would have resorted to plain linen.

Later on he tried to get from Syama an explanation of his amazing confidence, but the latter's substitute for speech was too limited and uncertain to be satisfactory. About ten o'clock Syama went below, and presently returned with food and drink on a large waiter. "Ah, good Lord!" Uel thought. "He is making a meal ready. What a man! What a master!"

In the sitting-room the lamps were burning, and the illumination was brilliant. Syama was there, calm and smiling as usual. "What he is here?" Uel said, looking from door to door. The servant shook his head, and waved his hand negatively, as to say: "Not yet be patient observe me." To indulge his wonder, Uel took seat.

With this, the explanation appeared concluded; for the Prince notified Syama that he did not desire more tea, and lapsed into a thoughtful silence. Presently Uel arose, saying: "You must be weary. With permission I will take my leave now. I confess you have given me much to think over, and made me happy by taking me into your confidence. If it be agreeable, I will call at noon to-morrow."

The months three, four, five rolled away, and the sixth was close at hand; then every day brought him an increase of interest. In fact, he found himself looking for the arrival each morning, and at noon promising it an event of the evening. November was the sixth and last month of the time fixed. The first of that month passed without the stranger. Uel became anxious.

Uel needed no prompter it was the master! If only on account of the mutuality of affection shown between the two, the meeting was a pleasant sight. That feature, however, was lost to the shopkeeper, who had no thought except of the master's appearance. He had imagined him modelled after the popular conceptions of kings and warriors tall, majestic, awe-inspiring.

You have furnished me happiness which this sorrow is not strong enough to efface. I will not pay you, for acceptance in such kind were shameful to you as the offer would be to me; yet if she comes not in the year, break the seal. We sometimes wear rings in help of pleasant memories." "Is your going so certain?" Uel asked.

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