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Would I had died ere this day!" "Be not angry with me, mother," faltered Zarah, wetting Hadassah's hand with her tears. "I am not angry, my poor dove," cried the widow. "Woe is me that I have been, as it were, constrained to expose you to this cruel snare. But you will break through it," she added, with more animation, "my bird will rise above earth with her silver wings unsullied and bright!
She paused for a moment or two before leaving the room. She was building up her courage, trying to subdue her nervousness. As she went out, Hadassah's eyes followed her. "Poor girl!" she said to herself. "She has gone through so much. I thought she was in for a little time of peace and happiness. Poor Margaret!" She sighed. "And what is there still before her?"
Margaret's happy laugh crackled in Hadassah's ears. "Oh, my dear, I'm so glad! What a wonderful surprise! Is he in London? When did he turn up?" "He has been to the Front as a Tommy, but he's got his commission in the same regiment. I only met him to-day he's just got back. I feel too bewildered to think; I scarcely know what I am saying."
Hadassah's voice conveyed the idea to Margaret that the subject was too serious to be spoken of hastily or decisively. "He ought to have reached his destination, the hills beyond the ruins of Tel-el-Amarna. Did you know the object of his journey?" Margaret spoke nervously, shyly; she shrank from speaking of her lover's belief in the treasure of Akhnaton. "Yes.
If you saw some of the native houses, furnished from the European store in the Ezbekiyeh, you would think Queen Victoria's private apartments at Osborne beautiful," Hadassah's voice expressed her meaning. "Good-bye," Margaret said laughingly. "It is hard to believe that, but I take your word for it."
They were coming to England to help in the arrangements for the better equipping of native military hospitals in Egypt. Hadassah's knowledge of the native's likes and dislikes was considerable. Margaret was now on her way to a tube railway-station. The afternoon was so glorious that she was going to make an excursion to Kew. She would just have time to look at the maythorns and hurry back.
The brains and industry of the country seem to belong to the Copts; the honour and reliability to the Moslems." "I know," Hadassah said. "And that's what my husband and I are fighting against. He wants to prove that the people of any country and of any religion, even the English," Hadassah's eyes twinkled, "will become degraded and untrustworthy in time, if they are persecuted and oppressed.
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