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Updated: August 5, 2024
King would have liked to tear his eyes away from the scenes that followed in the tree-lined streets, but the crystal ball held him as if in a trance that and Yasmini's hands that clasped his own like hot torture chamber clamps. Animals fighting to the death are not so vile, nor so inhuman as men can be in the hour of what they call victory.
It was a sweet little nest of a house with a cool stone roof, set in a rather large garden of its own on the shoulder of the steep hill that overlooks the city. A political dependent of Yasmini's father had built it as a haven for his favorite paramour when jealousy in his seraglio had made peace at home impossible.
Some of them will consent to go, my friend. We will do well to wait until as many regiments as possible are on the water, and then strike hard with the aid of such as have refused to go." The carriage drew up at Yasmini's front door, and a man jumped off the box seat to open the carriage. "Say the rest inside!" she ordered. "Go into the house! Quickly!"
Wondering desperately what she could do to help against armed men she suddenly snatched one of the long hat-pins that she herself had adjusted in her own hat on Yasmini's head. Yasmini hugged her close and kissed her. "Better than sister! Better than friend!" she whispered.
On top of all that she had dared outrage his royal feelings by refusing to be given in marriage to the husband be selected for her a fine, black- bristling, stout cavalier of sixty with a wife or two already and impoverished estates that would have swallowed Yasmini's fortune nicely at a gulp.
The winds of all the world blow into Yasmini's and out again. Our risaldar-major knows nothing at all of women and that is the danger. But he can listen to the wind; and, what he hears, sooner or later we shall know, too. I smell happenings!" Those three words comprised the whole of it.
At his ease he studied them one by one, memorizing a string of names, with details as to their owners' antecedents and probable present whereabouts. There were several photographs in the packet, and he studied them very carefully indeed. But much most carefully of all he examined Yasmini's portrait, returning to it again and again.
Having agreed to lie, Ranjoor Singh lied with such audacity and so much skill that it would have needed Yasmini to dare disbelieve him. The German sat in state near Yasmini's great window and received, one after another, liars by the dozen from the hills where lies are current coin.
He wanted time to get his breath back and a little of the ache out of his ribs, but he did not care to waste any more minutes, and his eyes watched the faces of the other four men. He saw them slowly waken to understanding of what Ismail meant by "worker of spells" and "magic in the bag" and knew that he had even greater hold on them now than Yasmini's bracelet gave him.
So Tess went to Yasmini's room, and sat beneath the punkah crooning Moody and Sankey hymns and darky lullabies, until Yasmini dropped into the land of dreams.
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