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"Fear not. Now, son of Jahdai, let us to work. Let us first find our pretty child." Again Uel was astonished. The countenance was bright and beaming with confidence. A world of energy seemed to have taken possession of the man. He looked inspired looked as if a tap of his finger could fetch the extremities of the continent rolling like a carpet to his feet.
The birthright of a circumcised heritor under the covenant with Israel is superior to every purely human dignity whatever its derivation." "In other words, O Prince, thou art" Uel hesitated. "A Jew!" the other answered promptly "A Jew, as thy father was as thou art."
"Uel is my father." "Uel? Well, he is my friend, and I am his; therefore you and I should be friends. What is your name?" "He calls me Gul Bahar." "Oh! That is Turkish, and means Rose of Spring. How came you by it?" "My mother was from Iconium." "Yes where the Sultans used to live." "And she could speak Turkish." "I see! Gul Bahar is an endearment, not a real name." "My real name is Lael."
"You are strong, and I weak; be it entirely as you say," Uel answered, without looking up, for there were tears in his eyes, and a great groan growing in his throat. "Well, see thou now. We will find the child, be the pit ever so deep; but it is well bethinking we may not find her the undefiled she was, or we may find her dead.
This house for their assemblage. Haste. Time flies and from the pit, out of the shadows in the bottom of the pit, I hear the voice of Lael calling now to thee, now to me." Uel was not deficient in strength of purpose, nor for that matter in judgment; he went and in haste; and the clerks flocked to the Prince, and wrote at his dictation.
"O Prince, as thou dost these things for her so far beyond the best I can dream of take her for thine, not less than mine." With a beaming countenance, the elder raised the child, and kissed her on the forehead. "Dost hear?" he said to her. "Now art thou my daughter." She put her arms about his neck, then held them out to Uel, who took her, and kissed her, saying: "Oh my Gul Bahar!"
A wise man wishing to know another always attends him when he is in narrative. The reader may be familiar with the principle, and a believer in it; for his better satisfaction, therefore, a portion of the Prince's conversation with Uel over the tea-table the night of his arrival in Constantinople shall be reported nearly as possible in his own words.
When the slave was come, "Go," the master said, "and bring me the golden case." And when it was brought, he took out a pellet, and gave it to Uel. "There take it, and thou shalt sleep sound as the dead, and have never a dream sound, yet healthfully. To-morrow we must work. To-morrow," he repeated when Uel was gone "to-morrow! Till then, eternity."
Later on Uel came in, tired, spirit-worn, and apparently in the last stage of despondency. "Well, son of Jahdai, my poor brother," said the Prince, much moved, and speaking tenderly. "It is night, and what bringest thou?" "Alas! Nothing, except the people say the Bulgarians did it." "The Bulgarians! Would it were so; for look thee, in their hands she would be safe.
There will be no harm in reserving an opinion," he said. "The good man, as you call him, is making ready a drink with which he has preceded me from his country, and which you must stay and share, as it is something unknown in the West." "Let me first welcome you here," Uel returned. "Oh, I saw the welcome in your face. But let us get nearer the fire. The night is chilling.
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