Egypt -- History -- Fiction; German fiction -- Translations into English
“And when I told him that I had given orders that the desk for the
reader of the Koran in our new mosque should be discarded, because when
he stepped up to it he was uplifted above the other worshippers, the
weary Mukaukas was quite agitated with satisfaction and uttered a
loud cry of approbation. We Moslems--for that was what my commands
implied--must all be equal in the presence of God, the Eternal, the
Almighty, the All-merciful; their leader in prayer must not be raised
above them, even by a head; the teaching of the Prophet points the road
to Paradise, to all alike, we need no earthly guide to show us the way.
It is our faith, our righteousness, our good deeds that open or close
the gates of heaven; not a key in the hand of a priest. When you are one
of us, no Benjamin can embitter your happiness on earth, no Patriarch
can abrogate your claims and your father’s to eternal bliss. You have
chosen well, boy! Your hand, my convert to the true faith!”
And he held out his hand to Orion with glad excitement. But the young
man did not take it; he drew back a little and said rather uneasily:
“Do not misunderstand me, great Captain. Here is my hand, and I can know
no greater honor than that of grasping yours, of wielding my sword under
your command, of wearing it out in your service and in that of my lord
the Khaliff; but I cannot be untrue to my faith.”
“Then be crushed by Benjamin--you and all your people!” cried Armu,
disappointed and angry. He waved his hand with a gesture of disgust and
dismissal, and then turned to the Vekeel with a shrug, to answer the
man’s scornful exclamation.
Orion looked at them in dumb indecision; but he quickly collected
himself, and said in a tone of modest but urgent entreaty:
“Nay; hear me and do not reject my petition. It could only be to my
advantage to go over to you; and yet I can resist so great a temptation;
but for that very reason I shall keep faith with you as I do to my
religion.”
“Until the priests compel you to break it,” interrupted the Arab
roughly.
“No, no!” cried Orion. “I know that Benjamin is my foe; but I have lost
a beloved parent, and I believe in a meeting beyond the grave.”
“So do I,” replied the Moslem. “And there is but one Paradise and one
Hell, as there is but one God.”
“What gives you this conviction?”
“My faith.”
“Then forgive me if I cling to mine, and hope to see my father once more
in that Heaven....”
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
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