Pearl-Maiden by H. Rider (Henry Rider) Haggard
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seeing the evil which he has brought upon me?"
"Do not speak of that," interrupted Nehushta hastily, and for a long while they were silent. It was an hour before sunset, or a little less, when at length Nehushta saw two persons walk on to the patch of open ground which she watched continually--Amram and a slave who bore a bundle on his head. Just then the rope which bound this bundle seemed to come loose; at least, at his master's command, the man set it down and they began to retie it, then advanced slowly towards the archway. Now Nehushta descended, unlocked the door and admitted Amram, who carried the bundle. "Where is the slave?" she asked. "Have no fear, friend; he is trusty and watches without, not knowing why. Come, you must both of you be hungry, and I have food. Help me loose this cord." Presently the package was undone, and within it appeared, first, two flagons of old wine, then meats more tasty then Nehushta had seen for months, then rich cloaks and other garments made in the Phnician fashion, and a robe of white with coloured edges, such as was worn by the body-slaves of the wealthy among that people. Lastly--and this Amram produced from his own person--there was a purse of gold, enough to support them for many weeks. Nehushta thanked him with her eyes, and was about to speak. "There, say nothing," he interrupted. "I passed my word, and I have kept it, that is all. Also on this money I shall charge interest, and your |
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