Chains : $b lesser novels and storiesDreiser, Theodore
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Chains : $b lesser novels and stories
Dreiser, Theodore
American fiction -- 20th century; Short stories, American
“But now, Yussuf, returning not long after from a far journey, came
to Abou with a bold thought. For it related to no other thing than
the great treasury of the caliph, which stood in the heart of the
city before the public market, and was sealed and guarded and built
of stone and carried the wealth of an hundred provinces. Besides, it
was now the time of the taking of tithes throughout the caliphate, as
Yussuf knew, and the great treasury was filled to the roof, or so it
was said, with golden dinars. It was a four-square building of heavy
stone, with lesser squares superimposed one above the other after
the fashion of pyramids. On each level was a parapet, and upon each
side of every parapet as well as on the ground below there walked two
guards, each first away from the centre of their side to the end and
then back, meeting at the centre to reverse and return. And on each
side and on each level were two other guards. No two of these, of any
level or side, were permitted to arrive at the centre or the ends of
their parapet at the same time, as those of the parapets above or
below, lest any portion of the treasury be left unguarded. There was
but one entrance, which was upon the ground and facing the market. And
through this no one save the caliph or the caliph’s treasurer or his
delegated aides might enter. The guards ascended and descended via a
guarded stair. “Anna, O friends,” pleaded Gazzar once more, “for now
comes the wonder of the robbing of the great treasury—the wit and
subtlety of Abou—and craft and yet confusion of the treasurer and the
Caliph—anna!—A few miserable anna!”
“Jackal!” shouted Azad Bakht, getting up. “Thou robbest worse than any
robber! Hast thou a treasury of thine own that thou hopest to fill?”
“Give him no more anna,” called Feruz stoutly. “There is not an anna’s
worth in all his maunderings.”
“Be not unkind, O friends,” pleaded Gazzar soothingly. “As thou seest,
I have but twenty annas—not the price of a meal, let alone of a bed.
But ten—but—five—and I proceed.”
“Come, then, here they are,” cried Al Hadjaz, casting down four; and
Zad-el-Din and Haifa and Chudi each likewise added one, and Gazzar
swiftly gathered them up and continued:
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
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