Pearl-Maiden: A Tale of the Fall of Jerusalem — John Shaqi
Pearl-Maiden: A Tale of the Fall of JerusalemHaggard, H. Rider (Henry Rider)
History
Pearl-Maiden: A Tale of the Fall of Jerusalem
Haggard, H. Rider (Henry Rider)
Historical fiction; Jerusalem -- History -- Fiction
Without trouble or molestation the party reached the quay, where a
small boat with two Phœnician rowers was waiting for them. In it they
embarked, except the slave, and were rowed out to the anchorage to
board a large galley which lay half a mile or more away. This they did
without difficulty, for the night was calm, although the air hung thick
and heavy, and jagged clouds, wind-breeders as they were called, lay
upon the horizon. On the lower deck of the galley stood its captain, a
sour-faced man, to whom Amram introduced his passengers, who were, as
he declared, relatives of his own proceeding to Alexandria.
“Good,” said the captain. “Show them to their cabin, for we sail as
soon as the wind rises.”
To the cabin they went accordingly, a comfortable place stored with all
that they could need; but as they passed to it Nehushta heard a sailor,
who held a lantern in his hand, say to his companion:
“That woman is very like one whom I saw in the amphitheatre this
morning when they gave the salute to King Agrippa.”
“The gods forbid it!” answered the other. “We want no Christians here
to bring evil fortune on us.”
“Christians or no Christians, there is a tempest brewing, if I
understand the signs of the weather,” muttered the first man.
In the cabin Amram bade his guests farewell.
“This is a strange adventure,” he said, “and one that I did not look
for. May it prove to the advantage of us all. At the least I have done
my best for your safety, and now we part.”
“You are a good man,” replied Rachel, “and whatever may befall us, I
pray again that God may bless you for your kindness to His servants. I
pray also that He may lead you to a knowledge of the truth as it was
declared by the Lord and Master Whom we serve, that your soul may win
salvation and eternal life.”
“Lady,” said Amram, “I know nothing of these doctrines, but I promise
you this: that I will look into them and see whether or no they commend
themselves to my reason. I love wealth, like all my people, but I am
not altogether a time-server, or a money-seeker. Lady, I have lost
those whom I desire to find again.”
“Seek and you will find.”
“I will seek,” he answered, “though, mayhap, I shall never find.”
Thus they parted.
Presently the night breeze began to flow off the land, the great sail
was hoisted, and with the help of oars, worked by slaves, the ship
cleared the harbour and set her course for Joppa. Two hours later the
wind failed so that they could proceed only by rowing over a dead and
oily sea, beneath a sky that was full of heavy clouds. Lacking any
stars to steer by, the captain wished to cast anchor, but as the water
proved too deep they proceeded slowly, till about an hour before dawn a
sudden gust struck them which caused the galley to lean over.
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