The Prince of India — Volume 01 by Wallace, Lewis, 1827-1905
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A word from our supporters: File extension BAS | CHAPTER VITHE PRINCE AND THE EMIRIn the reception room of the Prince's tent the lamps are lighted; one fastened to the stout centre pole, and five others on as many palings planted in the ground, all burning brightly. The illumination is enriched by the admirable blending of colors in the canopy of shawls. Within the space defined by the five lamps, on a tufted rug, the Mystic and the Emir are seated, both in _Ihram_, and looking cool and comfortable, though the night outside still testifies to the heat of the day. A wooden trencher, scoured white as ivory, separates the friends, leaving them face to face. In supping they have reached what we call the dessert. On the trencher are slender baskets containing grapes, figs, and dates, the choicest of the gardens of Medina. A jar of honey, an assortment of dry biscuits, and two jugs, one of water, the other of juice of pomegranates, with drinking cups, complete the board. At this age, Orientals lingering at table have the cheer of coffee and tobacco; unhappily for the two of whom we are writing, neither of the great narcotics was discovered. Nevertheless it should not be supposed the fruits, the honey, and the waters failed to content them. Behind the host is the negro we already know as Nilo. He is very watchful of his master's every motion. As guest and host appear now the formalism of acquaintanceship just made has somewhat disappeared, and they are talking easily and with freedom. Occasionally a movement of one or the other brings his head to a favorable angle, whereat the light, dropping on the freshly shaven crown, is sharply glinted back. The Emir has been speaking of the plague. "At Medina I was told it had run its course," the host remarked. "True, O Hadji, but it has returned, and with greater violence. The stragglers were its victims; now it attacks indiscriminately. Yesterday the guard I keep in the rear came to a pilgrim of rank. His litter was deserted, and he was lying in it dead." "The man may have been murdered." "Nay," said the Emir, "gold in large amount was found on his person." "But he had other property doubtless?" "Of great value." "What disposition was made of it?" "It was brought to me, and is now with other stores in my tent; a law of ancient institution vesting it in the Emir El Hajj." The countenance of the Jew became serious. "The ownership was not in my thought," he said, waving his hand. "I knew the law; but this scourge of Allah has its laws also, and by one of them we are enjoined to burn or bury whatever is found with the body." The Emir, seeing the kindly concern of his host, smiled as he answered: "But there is a higher law, O Hadji." "I spoke without thinking danger of any kind could disturb thee." The host drew forward the date basket, and the Emir, fancying he discerned something on his mind besides the fruit, waited his further speech. "I am reminded of another matter, O brave Emir; but as it also is personal I hesitate. Indeed I will not speak of it except with permission." "As you will," the other replied, "I will answer--May the Prophet help me!" |



