It was impossible to be offended with such charming
self-complacency,--the naive conceit of the man was as harmless as the
delight of a fair girl who has made her first conquest, and Theos
smiling, kept the flowers. By this time the surrounding throng had
broken up into little knots and groups,--all ill-humor on the part of
the populace had completely vanished,--and large numbers were now
leaving the embankment and dispersing in different directions to their
several homes. All those who had been within hearing distance of
Sah-luma's voice appeared highly elated, as though they had enjoyed
some special privilege and pleasure, ... to be reproved by the Laureate
was evidently considered better than being praised by any one else.
Many persons pressed up to Theos, and shaking hands with him, offered
their eager excuses and apologies for the misunderstanding that had
lately taken place, explaining with much animation both of look and
gesture, that the fact of his wearing the same style of dress as
themselves had induced them to take it for granted that he must be one
of their fellow-citizens, and therefore subject to the laws of the
realm. Theos was just beginning to feel somewhat embarrassed by the
excessive politeness and cordiality, of his recent antagonists, when
Sah-luma, again interposing, cut all explanations short.
"Come, come! cease this useless prating!" he said imperatively yet
good-naturedly--"In everything ye showed your dullard ignorance and
lack of discernment. For, concerning the matter of attire, are not the
fashions of Al-Kyris copied more or less badly in every quarter of the
habitable globe?--even as our language and literature form the chief
study and delight of all scholars and educated gentlemen? A truce to
your discussions!--Let us get hence and home;" here he turned to Theos
with a graceful salutation--"You, my good friend, will doubtless be
glad to rest and recover from my countrymen's ungentle treatment of
your person."
Thus saying, he made a slight commanding sign,--the clustering people
drew back on either side,--and he, taking Theos by the arm, passed
through their ranks, talking, laughing, and nodding graciously here and
there as he went, with the half-kindly, half-indifferent ease of an
affable monarch who occasionally bows to some of his poorest subjects.
As he trod over the flowers that lay heaped about his path, several
girls rushed impetuously forward, struggling with each other for
possession of those particularly favored blossoms that had received the
pressure of his foot, and kissing them, they tied them in little knots,
and pinned them proudly on the bosoms of their white gowns.
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