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The blackamore was dressed in crimson silk sparkling with an array of gold lace, but his immense turban was snowy white. Against his shoulder reposed a great glittering scimetar and a dozen silver-mounted pistols and poniards were thrust in his sash. Presently the young man removed the golden mouth-piece of the narghileh from his lips and regarding Mr.
Kaid pulled at his narghileh for a moment, mumbling good-humouredly to himself and watching the smoke reel away; then, with half-shut eyes, he said to David: "Am I master in Egypt or no, effendi?" "In ruling this people the Prince of Egypt stands alone," answered David. "There is no one between him and the people. There is no Parliament."
"The gardens of the First Heaven be thine, and the uttermost joy, Effendina," he said elaborately. "A thousand colours to the rainbow of thy happiness," answered Kaid mechanically, and seated himself cross-legged on a divan, taking a narghileh from the black slave who had glided ghostlike behind him. "What hour didst thou find him? Where hast thou placed him?" he added, after a moment.
After breakfast quite a Persian feast I visited his harim, where we women smoked a narghileh and discussed religious topics, and they tried to convert me to El Islam. I also went to the wedding feast of the daughter of one of the most charming Hindu gentlemen, whose name is so long that I do not quote it, a most brilliant entertainment.
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