Gliding along with that graceful, almost phantom-like swiftness of
movement that was so much a part of his manner, Sah-luma escorted his
visitor to the further end of the great hall. There,--throwing aside a
curtain of rich azure silk which partially draped two large
folding-doors,--he ushered him into a magnificent apartment opening out
upon the terrace and garden beyond,--a garden filled with such a
marvellous profusion of foliage and flowers, that looking at it from
between the glistening marble columns surrounding the palace, it seemed
as though the very sky above rested edge-wise on towering pyramids of
red and white bloom. Awnings of pale blue stretched from the windows
across the entire width of the spacious outer colonnade, and here two
small boys, half nude, and black as polished ebony, were huddled
together on the mosaic pavement, watching the arrogant deportment of a
superb peacock that strutted majestically to and fro with boastfully
spreading tail and glittering crest as brilliant as the gleam of the
hot sun on the silver fringe of the azure canopies.
"Up, lazy rascals!" cried Sah-luma imperiously, as with the extreme
point of his sandaled foot he touched the dimpled, shiny back of the
nearest boy--"Up, and away! ... Fetch rose-water and sweet perfumes
hither! By the gods! ye have let the incense in yonder burner
smoulder!"--and he pointed to a massive brazen vessel, gorgeously
ornamented, from whence rose but the very faintest blue whiff of
fragrant smoke--"Off with ye both, ye basking blackamoors! bring fresh
frankincense,--and palm-leaves wherewith to stir this heated air--hence
and back again like a lightning-flash! ... or out of my sight forever!"
While he spoke, the little fellows stood trembling and ducking their
woolly heads, as though they half expected to be seized by their irate
master and flung, like black balls, out into the wilderness of flowers,
but glancing timidly up and perceiving that even in the midst of his
petulance he smiled, they took courage, and as soon as he had ceased
they darted off with the swiftness of flying arrows, each striving to
outstrip the other in a race across the terrace and garden. Sah-luma
laughed as he watched them disappear,--and then stepping back into the
interior of the apartment he turned to Theos and bade him be seated.
Theos sank unresistingly into a low, velvet-cushioned chair richly
carved and inlaid with ivory, and stretching his limbs indolently
therein, surveyed with new and ever-growing admiration the supple,
elegant figure of his host, who, throwing himself full length on a
couch covered with leopard-skins, folded his arms behind his head, and
eyed his guest with a complacent smile of vanity and self-approval.
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