Behind the Veil in Persia and Turkish Arabia: An Account of an Englishwoman's Eight Years' Residence Amongst the Women of the East — David Hume — John Shaqi
Behind the Veil in Persia and Turkish Arabia: An Account of an Englishwoman's Eight Years' Residence Amongst the Women of the East
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Being so loved and such a favourite of all, she was allowed to roam at
will within the castle walls, and often beguiled the time by watching
the besiegers who lay far below in the plain. One day her attention
was attracted by a handsome Arab general, who always seemed to be
foremost in all that was going on, leading his men into the most
dangerous and exposed parts. Where the arrows fell fastest and most
often, there this Arab prince was sure to be seen, always brave and
courageous. His bravery, added to his good looks, so appealed to this
spoilt and petted woman that she immediately fell in love with him. Day
by day this love increased, till her whole soul was afire with all the
abandon of an Eastern love, and she felt that nothing could or should
keep her from her hero. "Love" soon found means of communicating
with the object of its affection, for love is stronger than barred
or barricaded fortresses. By some means, known only to herself and
one other, she gave this Arab to understand that if only he would
promise to marry her, she would deliver the castle into his hands.
The Eastern as well as the Western agree that "All is fair in love
and war," so this general of the East consented to this plan, and
agreed to accept victory at the hands of treachery.
Accordingly, all was arranged satisfactorily to both parties,
and one dark, moonless night the deed was done. The lady of the
castle, the idolised and beloved of all, became the betrayer of her
people. After all had retired to rest that night, and the sentinels
were lost in the dense darkness, she stealthily crept out of the
castle, safely passed the sleeping men supposed to be on guard, and
opened the secret gate to her lover and his soldiers--the enemies
of her father and her country. A terrible massacre ensued, in which
the father was slain, fortunately dying without the knowledge of his
daughter's base action. The prince-general had given strict orders
to his men that on no account was the girl to be touched during the
attack on the castle, but that she was to be conducted to a place of
safety till all was over. At last, in the early hours of the morning,
the general had time to think of his ward.
Tired out with his work of bloodshed and slaughter, but rejoicing in
his unexpected victory, he sent for the girl to find out the reason
of her willingness to thus betray her own people and land into the
hands of the enemy. When brought into his presence he was amazed at the
beauty and loveliness of the girl before him, and his heart went out in
great love and admiration towards her. She, still thinking only of her
own wicked infatuation, was congratulating herself that now her heart's
desire was to be granted her, and she would soon become the wife of
the man so long idealised and idolised. But alas! for her fair hopes.