The Weavers: a tale of England and Egypt of fifty years ago - CompleteParker, Gilbert
General
The Weavers: a tale of England and Egypt of fifty years ago - Complete
Parker, Gilbert
Society of Friends -- Fiction
“She knew not, till thou wert gone,” continued Kaid. “She is innocent
before the law. But thou--beast of the slime--hear thy sentence. There
is in the far desert a place where lepers live. There, once a year, one
caravan comes, and, at the outskirts of the place unclean, leaves food
and needful things for another year, and returns again to Egypt after
many days. From that place there is no escape--the desert is as the sea,
and upon that sea there is no ghiassa to sail to a farther shore. It is
the leper land. Thither thou shalt go to wait upon this woman thou hast
savagely wronged, and upon her kind, till thou diest. It shall be so.”
“Mercy! Mercy!” Achmet cried, horror-stricken, and turned to David.
“Thou art merciful. Speak for me, Saadat.”
“When didst thou have mercy?” asked David. “Thy crimes are against
humanity.”
Kaid made a motion, and, with dragging feet, Achmet passed from the
haunts of familiar faces.
For a moment Kaid stood and looked at Zaida, rigid and stricken in that
awful isolation which is the leper’s doom. Her eyes were closed, but her
head was high. “Wilt thou not die?” Kaid asked her gently.
She shook her head slowly, and her hands folded on her breast. “My
sister is there,” she said at last. There was an instant’s stillness,
then Kaid added with a voice of grief: “Peace be upon thee, Zaida.
Life is but a spark. If death comes not to-day, it will tomorrow, for
thee--for me. Inshallah, peace be upon thee!”
She opened her eyes and looked at him. Seeing what was in his face, they
lighted with a great light for a moment.
“And upon thee peace, O my lord, for ever and for ever!” she said
softly, and, turning, left the court-yard, followed at a distance by
Mahommed Hassan.
Kaid remained motionless looking after her.
David broke in on his abstraction. “The army at sunrise--thou wilt speak
to it, Effendina?”
Kaid roused himself. “What shall I say?” he asked anxiously.
“Tell them they shall be clothed and fed, and to every man or his family
three hundred piastres at the end.”
“Who will do this?” asked Kaid incredulously. “Thou, Effendina--Egypt
and thou and I.”
“So be it,” answered Kaid.
As they left the court-yard, he said suddenly to an officer behind him:
“The caravan to the Place of Lepers--add to the stores fifty camel-loads
this year, and each year hereafter. Have heed to it. Ere it starts, come
to me. I would see all with mine own eyes.”
CHAPTER XV. SOOLSBY’S HAND UPON THE CURTAIN
Faith raised her eyes from the paper before her and poised her head
meditatively.
“How long is it, friend, since--”
“Since he went to Egypt?”
“Nay, since thee--”
“Since I went to Mass?” he grumbled humorously.
She laughed whimsically. “Nay, then, since thee made the promise--”
“That I would drink no more till his return--ay, that was my bargain;
till then and no longer! I am not to be held back then, unless I change
my mind when I see him. Well, ‘tis three years since--”
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
Reviews
Reviews
No reviews yet
Be the first to share your thoughts on this work.
Elsewhere in the archive
Join the Discussion
Join the discussion
Sign in to leave a comment or review.
Sign InorCreate an account