Legendary & romantic tales of Indian historyCaunter, Hobart
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Legendary & romantic tales of Indian history
Caunter, Hobart
India -- History -- Fiction
On the day after Yakoot’s last audience with the Sultana, Bameea was
summoned to the royal presence; and all the attendants being commanded
to withdraw, the former said, “Woman, when menials interpose between
sovereigns and their pleasures, it is the habit of princes to prevent
them from countervailing their wishes either by imprisonment or death.
Thou art too poor a thing to die; but nevertheless, when we forbear to
tread upon the worm, we take care to remove it from our path. How didst
thou become acquainted with the Abyssinian slave?”
“We met in the garden of the palace. The same brilliant achievement in
the arena which won the Queen’s admiration, won also mine. We met, our
vows were interchanged, and he has remained faithful to his love.”
“And despised his sovereign for a toy which she could crush with the
blast of her nostrils. Now, hear me--I love that foreigner. Never would
he have been raised from the debasing condition of a slave to the
dignity of Ameer-ool-Omrah, if he had not made a deep impression upon
his mistress’s heart. Monarchs do not advance menials to the highest
office in the state, unless they entertain towards them more than a
common feeling of approbation. His queen was entitled to his gratitude
when she stripped from him the badge of slavery and raised him to a
level with the nobles of her court. His ingratitude has been as signal
as her favours: but he shall live to experience that a sovereign’s
hatred can debase him as greatly as her love has raised him. You,
who have been the cause of the mortification of your royal mistress,
can expect no further favour at her hands, and you may congratulate
yourself with the loss of liberty, when your offence might have been
visited with the loss of life. We shall meet again. Go!”
The Sultana struck her hands together, and several attendants entered,
who were ordered to conduct the trembling Bameea to prison. She entered
it with a painful apprehension of what the jealousy of the Begum might
prompt her to put in operation against the Abyssinian, towards whom it
was evident that the gall of her malice was overflowing.
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
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