But the care of her pupil in lesson-time was the least of Cecil’s
duties. The lonely little fellow attached himself to his governess in
the most marvellous way, and would scarcely allow her out of his
sight. When she went to the Residency on Sundays he moped so
persistently all day that the Pasha was almost tempted to give
permission for him to accompany her there, but refrained, partly for
fear of his being made a Christian, but much more for fear of the
outcry which would be raised on the subject by the Baghdadi zealots.
Wherever the Bey went, Cecil must go. Even if he appeared at any State
function in the Pasha’s hall of audience, she must be present as a
spectator in the latticed gallery which was appropriated to the ladies
of the harem, so that she might be ready afterwards to answer his
questions and appreciate his remarks, while he never went out without
her except in his father’s company. Her influence over him became
generally recognised, until at last even the Um-ul-Pasha, who had
taken no notice of her whatever since her unsuccessful call with Lady
Haigh, began to consider her a power to be reckoned with. The amiable
old lady had been so busy of late in carrying on a secret
correspondence with her eldest grandson, the rebellious Hussein Bey,
and in keeping him supplied with money, that she had paid slight
attention to the little household, which was theoretically in the
harem, yet not of it, and it struck her now with considerable force
that she had allowed herself to commit a great mistake in tactics.
The first intimation Cecil received of a change of front on the part
of the Um-ul-Pasha was a formal invitation to attend the great lady’s
reception with her pupil on the day of Bairam. Such an invitation was
equivalent to a command, and it was furthermore imperative that Azim
Bey should pay his respects to his grandmother at the feast, lest it
should be inferred that she had utterly cast off both the Pasha and
himself, and Cecil therefore prepared to go. Etiquette required that
Um Yusuf, old Ayesha, and Basmeh Kalfa should go too, and they were
all escorted by Masûd to the door of the harem, where he delivered
them into the charge of the principal aga.
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