It would seem as though the Prince Pasha was ready to make
him, as well as David, a favourite. But the face of the girl--it was an
English face! Familiar with the Palace, and bribing when it was necessary
to bribe, Foorgat Bey had evidently brought her to see the function,
there where all women were forbidden. He could little imagine Foorgat
doing this from mere courtesy; he could not imagine any woman, save one
wholly sophisticated, or one entirely innocent, trusting herself with
him--and in such a place. The girl's face, though not that of one in her
teens, had seemed to him a very flower of innocence.
But, as he stood telling his beads, abstractedly listening to the scandal
talked by Achmet and Higli, he was not thinking of his brother, but of
the two who had just left the chamber. He was speculating as to which
room they were likely to enter. They had not gone by the door convenient
to passage to Kaid's own apartments. He would give much to hear the
conversation between Kaid and the stranger; he was all too conscious of
its purport.
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