Only an Ensign: A Tale of the Retreat from Cabul, Volume 3 (of 3)Grant, James
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Only an Ensign: A Tale of the Retreat from Cabul, Volume 3 (of 3)
Grant, James
Afghan Wars -- Fiction
But Zohrab listened in sullen and tantalising silence, gnawing the
curled ends of his long moustaches the while. Now that he had her in
Cabul, he saw but slender chances of getting her out of it for a
time. Gossips might speak of her presence there (was it not already
known to the Hindoo woman?), and so inculpate him with Ackbar Khan,
whose vengeance would be swift, sharp, and sure. And now he was
beginning to revolve in his own mind, whether or not his best policy
would be to take his horse and quit the country for Khiva, Cashmere,
or Beloochistan--all were many miles away, the latter three hundred
and more--leaving Mabel in the hands of the banker and merchant, to
keep or deliver up, as they chose. Yet when he thought of the
peculiar _creed_ of the Khond he shuddered; and she looked so
beautiful, so gentle, and was withal so helpless, that he wavered in
his selfish purpose, and the temptation of hoping to win her made him
pause in forming any decided resolution; so the noon of the first day
passed slowly and uneventfully on.
He knew that Mabel, as an European woman, dared make no attempt to
escape, or even to show her face at a window; so he had no necessity
either to watch or to warn her when he left her.
In tears and silence she lay on her pallet, her head propped upon
pillows; near her the Hindoo woman had kindly placed a vase of fresh
flowers, a feather fan, and a flask of essences; and then, left to
herself for hours, she could but wait, and weep, and pray at
intervals, dreading the coming night.
Some of the sounds without in Cabul were not unfamiliar to her; she
had often heard them before, when driving through the central street
in the carriage, or when riding with the other ladies of the
garrison. Again, at stated times, she heard the shrill cries from
the minarets and summits of the mosques proclaim that the hour for
prayer had arrived; for the Moslems observe this frequently daily.
"Glorify God," says the Koran, "when the evening overtaketh you, and
when you rise in the morning; and unto Him be praise in heaven and on
earth: and at sunset, and when you rest at noon, for prayer is the
pillar of religion, and key of paradise."
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