"My lord's words have a sweet and holy savour," said the Moola, "and show that, though his bearing is that of a soldier, his heart is filled with religion; and blessed is he in whom both are seen united. But I could tell my lord of many of the saint's miracles, if he has leisure to hear them; and as he will not return till the afternoon, we can sit down under the trees, and I will relate them." "Excuse me, good Moola," said I; "time presses, and I have promised the Syudanee's mother that I will return before the cold of evening sets in, and it is now past noon." "As you will," said he; "yet, perhaps, these few pages, which I have compiled during my leisure hours, may entertain as well as instruct, if my lord will accept them: of course he can read Persian?" "Indifferently well," said I; "we soldiers are rarely good scholars; nevertheless I will keep the book, and here is a trifle which may prove acceptable;" and I put an ashruffee into his hand. The old man's eyes glistened as he saw it, and after a profusion of compliments he left us to ourselves. "Now there is no time to be lost," said old Kulloo; "we must travel far and fast this day. You have brought a cart with you?" "I have, it is ready; if there be aught in the one you came in, tell me, and I will have it put into the other." "Send a man or two with us," said the nurse; "I and Nurgiz will arrange the new vehicle, and return instantly." They too left us, and we were alone. No one remained in the large inclosure, the women were still singing in the tomb, and all the Moolas were sitting round them listening. "Can you support the fatigue of further travel, Azima?" said I. "I am strong and can bear anything, so I am with thee and thou with me," she replied. "Dearest, I am now secure; but oh the suspense I have endured since I last saw you, and until I was fairly out of that vile city!" "Tell me," said I, "how did you contrive to elude suspicion?"