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moving nor speaking.โ€

โ€œShe is yours,โ€ Khaled answered. โ€œSend her away. Or we will give her in marriage to one of the sheikhs who will take her away to the desert. In this way she will not be able even to visit you except when her husband comes into the city.โ€

But they decided nothing at that time. Some days later Khaled was sitting alone upon a balcony, Zehowah having gone to the bath, when Almasta came suddenly before him and threw herself at his feet, beating her forehead and tearing her hair, though not indeed in a way to injure it.

โ€œWhat have I done?โ€ she cried. โ€œWhy is my lord displeased?โ€

Khaled looked at her in surprise, but answered nothing at first.

โ€œWhy are my lordโ€™s eyes like frozen pools by the Kura, and why is his forehead like Kasbek in a mist?โ€

Khaled laughed a little at her words.

โ€œKasbek is far from Riad,โ€ he answered, โ€œand the waters of the Kura do not irrigate the Red Desert. I am not displeased. On the contrary, I will give you a husband and a sufficient dowry. Go in peace.โ€

But Almasta remained where she was, weeping and beating her forehead.

โ€œLet me stay!โ€ she cried. โ€œLet me stay, for I love you. I will eat the dust under your feet. Only let me stay.โ€

โ€œI think not,โ€ Khaled answered. โ€œYou weary Zehowah with your silence and your sullenness.โ€

โ€œLet me stay!โ€ she repeated, over and over again.

She was not making any pretence of grief, for the tears ran down abundantly and stained the red leather of Khaledโ€™s shoes. Though he was hardhearted he was not altogether cruel, for a man who loves one woman greatly is somewhat softened towards all such as do not stand immediately in his way.

โ€œIt is true,โ€ he thought, โ€œthat I have given this woman some occasion of hope, for I have treated her kindly during many days, and she has probably supposed that I would marry her. For she is less keen-sighted than Zehowah, and moreover she loves me.โ€

โ€œDo not drive me out!โ€ cried Almasta. โ€œFor I shall die if I cannot see your face. What have I done?โ€

โ€œYou have indeed done nothing worthy of death, for I cannot prove that you killed Abdul Kerim. I will therefore give you a good husband and you shall be happy.โ€

But Almasta would not go away, and embracing his knees she looked up into his face, imploring him to let her remain. Khaled could not but see that she was beautiful, for the midday light fell upon her white face and her red lips, and made shadows in her hair of the colour of mellow dates, and reflections as bright as gold when the burnisher is still in the goldsmithโ€™s hand. Though he cared nothing for Almasta and little for her sorrow, his eye was pleased and he smiled.

Then he looked up and saw Zehowah standing before him, just as she had come from the bath, wrapped in loose garments of silk and gold. He gazed at her attentively for there was a distant gleam of light in her eyes and her cheeks were warm, though she stood in the shadow, so that he thought she had never been more beautiful, and he did not care to look at Almastaโ€™s face again.

โ€œWhy is Almasta lamenting in this way?โ€ Zehowah asked.

โ€œShe desires to stay in the palace,โ€ Khaled answered; โ€œbut I have told her that she shall be married, and yet she wishes to stay.โ€

โ€œLet her be married quickly, then. Is she a free woman, that she should resist, or is she rich that she should refuse alms? Let her be married.โ€

โ€œThere is a certain young man, cousin to Abdul Kerim, a Bedouin of pure descent. Let him take her, if he will, and let the marriage be celebrated tomorrow.โ€

But Almasta shook her head, and her tears never ceased from flowing.

โ€œYou will marry him,โ€ said Khaled. โ€œAnd if any harm comes to him, I will cause you to be put to death before the second call to prayer on the following morning.โ€

When Almasta heard this, her tears were suddenly dried and her lips closed tightly. She rose from the floor and retired to a distance within the room.

On that day Khaled sent for the young man of whom he had spoken, whose name was Abdullah ibn Mohammed el Herir, and offered him Almasta for a wife. And he accepted her joyfully, for he had heard of her wonderful beauty, and was moreover much gratified by being given a woman whom the former Sultan would probably have married if he had lived. Khaled also gave him a grey mare as a wedding gift, and a handsome garment.

The marriage was therefore celebrated in the customary manner, and no harm came to Abdullah. But as the autumn had now set in, he soon afterwards left the city, taking Almasta with him, to live in tents, after the manner of the Bedouins.

VIII

Abdullah ibn Mohammed, though a young man, was now the sheikh of a considerable tribe which had frequently done good service to the late Sultan, Zehowahโ€™s father, and which had also borne a prominent part in the recent war. Abdul Kerim, whom Almasta had murdered, had been the sheikh during his lifetime, and if the claims of birth had been justly considered, his son, though a mere boy, should have succeeded him. But Abdullah had found it easy to usurp the chief place, and in the council which was held after Abdul Kerimโ€™s death he was chosen by acclamation. It chanced, too, that he was not married at the time when he took Almasta, for of two wives the one had died of a fever during the summer, and he had divorced the other on account of her unbearable temper, having been deceived in respect of this by her parents, who had assured him that she was as gentle as a dove and as submissive as a lamb. But she had turned out to be

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