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And the most delighted could still spare a fascinating glance to the inviting gestures and the voluptuous grace of the dancing girls of Egypt. Everywhere reigned melody and merriment, rarity and beauty. For once mankind forgot their cares, and delivered themselves up to infinite enjoyment. 'I grow courteous, said Kisloch the Kourd, assisting a party into one of the shows.

'You have brought a lamb stuffed with pistachio-nuts, instead of a gazelle with almonds, said the Guebre. 'Not half sugar-plums enough, said the Negro. 'Everything is wrong, said Kisloch. 'Go, and get us a kabob.

'This wine, great Scherirah, is excellent, or I am no true Moslem, said a principal robber; 'but you are too cruel; I hate this summary punishment. Let us torture him a little, and extract some useful information. 'As you like, Kisloch, said Scherirah; 'it may amuse us. Fellow, where do you come from? He cannot answer. Decidedly a spy. Hang him up.

I hope your Majesty is well, added Kisloch, bowing to Schirene. 'You are welcome, friends, replied Alroy; 'I know your worth. You have seen, as you say, the best and the worst, and will, I trust, see better. Died in battle, eh! that's good. ''Tis so received, said Calidas. 'And what news of our friends? 'Not over good, but strange. 'How so? 'Hamadan is taken. 'I am prepared; tell me all.

'Most fortunate! said the Guebre. 'What shall we do to amuse ourselves to-night? 'Let us go to the coffee-houses and make the Turks drink wine, said Calidas the Indian. 'What say you to burning down a mosque? said Kisloch the Kourd. 'I had great fun with some Dervishes this morning, said the Guebre.

'I almost wish I had been a Jew, exclaimed Scherirah, musing. 'My mother was a good woman. 'The Jews are very rich, said the third robber. 'When you get to Jerusalem, David, you will see the Christians, continued Scherirah. 'The accursed Giaours, exclaimed Kisloch, 'we are all against them. 'With their white faces, exclaimed the negro. 'And their blue eyes, said the Indian.

Calidas the Indian, the Guebre, and the Negro, and a few congenial spirits, were not eclipsed in the satisfactory character of their evidence by the luminous testimony of Kisloch the Kourd.

'I am a Hadgee, said our old friend Abdallah, the servant of the charitable merchant Ali, and who was this day one of the officiating stewards. 'Are you a Jew, you scoundrel? said the Guebre, 'that is the only thing worth being. Bring some wine, you accursed Giaour! 'Instantly, said Kisloch, 'and a pilau. 'And a gazelle stuffed with almonds, said Calidas.

I am poor, I am young, I am innocent. I am neither a spy nor a merchant. I have no plots, no wealth. I am a pilgrim. 'A decided spy, exclaimed Scherirah; 'they are ever pilgrims. 'He speaks too well to speak truth, exclaimed Kisloch. 'All talkers are liars, exclaimed Scherirah. 'That is why Kisloch is the most eloquent of the band.

'A jest at the banquet may prove a curse in the field, replied Kisloch. 'Pooh! exclaimed Scherirah. 'Fellows, why do you hesitate? Search the prisoner, I say! They advanced, they seized him. In vain he struggled. 'Captain, exclaimed one of the band, 'he wears upon his breast a jewel! 'I told you so, said the third robber. 'Give it me, said Scherirah.