"First, because as thou art a Mussulman, and she is a Christian, thou
canst not marry her."
"I will change my religion."
"Thy father will not permit that."
"Oh, he will permit it."
"In every case, there are obstacles besides that. Even shouldst thou
change thy religion, neither I nor my father will give thee Hania, never
and never! Dost understand?"
Selim bent toward me from his saddle, and answered, putting emphasis on
every word,--
"I shall not ask thee! Dost understand in thy turn?"
I was still calm, for I kept the news of Hania's departure till the
last.
"Not only will she not be thine," answered I, with coolness, and with
equal emphasis, "but thou wilt not see her again. I know that thou hast
in mind to send letters. I declare that I will watch, and for the first
one I will have thy messenger flogged with rods. Thou wilt not come any
more to us. I forbid thee."
"Let us see," replied he, panting with rage. "Permit me to speak in my
turn. I have not acted dishonorably, but thou hast. Now I see clearly. I
asked thee if thou wert in love with her; thy answer was, 'No!' I wanted
to withdraw while there was time; thou didst reject the sacrifice. Who
is to blame? Thou didst say falsely that thou wert not in love with her.
Through vanity, through egotistical pride, thou wert ashamed to confess
thy love. Thou didst love in darkness, I in light. Thou didst love
secretly, I openly. Thou didst poison her life; I tried to make it
happy. Who is to blame? I would have withdrawn; God knows I would. But
to-day it is too late. To-day she loves me; and listen to what I say: Ye
may forbid me your house, ye may intercept my letters; but I swear that
I will not yield up Hania, that I will not forget her, that I will love
her always and seek her everywhere. I act directly and honorably; but I
love. I love above all things on earth; my whole life is in my love; I
should die without it. I do not wish to bring unhappiness into thy
house; but remember that there is in me now something of such kind that
I myself fear it. I am ready for anything. Oh, if ye work any wrong on
Hania--"
He said all this hastily; then he was pale and set his teeth. A mighty
love had possessed that fiery Eastern nature, and it radiated from him
like heat from a flame; but I paid no heed to that, and answered with
icy and cold decision,--
"I have not come here to listen to thy confessions. I jeer at thy
threats, and I again repeat: Hania will never be thine."
"Listen once more," said Selim: "I will not try to tell the greatness
of my love for Hania, because I could not express it, and thou couldst
not understand it. But I swear to thee that, in spite of all my love, if
she loved thee now, I should still find in my soul noble feelings enough
to renounce her forever. Henryk, why should we be rivals for Hania? Thou
hast always been noble. Listen, then: give her up, and afterward ask
even my life of me. Here is my hand, Henryk! The question is of
Hania,--Hania, remember."
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