“There seems now but one real bar to such an alliance, and that is the
difference in our faiths, or, I should rather say, in our creeds. I
have not ignored this; nay, I have pondered it deeply and earnestly.
Creeds change with times, and Russia, like the rest of Europe, has now
no real, living faith like yours. But you shall give it to them if
you wish, and the day that I am proclaimed Empress of the Russias the
Crescent shall shine on the towers of the Kremlin.”
“What do I hear?” cried Khalid, springing to his feet in amazement at
her astounding words; “you and your people will accept the Koran and
acknowledge the Prophet?”
“I will and they shall,” said Olga calmly and firmly, committing
herself to the huge apostasy without a tremor in her voice. “Remember,
too, that millions who should by right be my subjects in Asia are
already good Moslems. If the Russians refuse to obey me in this
they will be rebels, and you shall do with them as you will do with
the other peoples of Christendom if they remain stubborn. Let your
Majesty’s chief minister and favourite counsellor speak and say whether
or not I have spoken fairly.”
“Speak, Musa al Ghazi!” said the Sultan, in a voice that betrayed
intense emotion, “and weigh your words well, for many and great issues
may depend upon them.”
“Commander of the Faithful!” said the old man, speaking slowly and
with some hesitation, as though he were repeating a lesson hardly yet
learnt, “I can speak but the words that my soul echoes from without. A
strange power has seemed to take possession of me, and I speak as one
to whom another has taught what he should say.
“Yet the words seem wise to me, and I will speak them, lest, not doing
so, I should have to answer for my negligence. If it is written that
you shall be the one chosen of Heaven to plant the Crescent where
now falls the shadow of the Cross, and reign supreme, sole lord of a
Moslem world, then have the means been sent to you by the hand of her
who gives you the means of measuring strength with the masters of the
nations, by whose pleasure we possess that which we have, and without
whose countenance your Majesty would not much longer remain Commander
of the Faithful.
“I would not willingly speak words of offence, but it is necessary to
recognise that the Moslem practises his faith only by permission of
those who, if they hold any, hold another.”
“By the Beard of the Prophet, thou hast said it, Musa! I am a King
by permission, a High Priest of Islam by sufferance of the infidel!”
exclaimed Khalid, as the hot blood rushed to his swarthy cheeks and the
fire of fanaticism leapt into his eyes.
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