Always, always some
rumour of assassination, or of conspiracy, or the influence and secret
agents of the Sultan--all Nahoum. He is a traitor. He has grown rich
while I borrow from Europe to pay my army and to meet the demands of the
Sultan."
"What man can offer evidence in this save the Effendina who would profit
by his death?"
"I speak of what I know. I satisfy myself. It is enough."
"Highness, there is a better way; to satisfy the people, for whom thee
lives. None should stand between. Is not the Effendina a father to them?"
"The people! Would they not say Nahoum had got his due if he were blotted
from their sight?"
"None has been so generous to the poor, so it is said by all. His hand
has been upon the rich only. Now, Effendina, he has brought hither the
full amount of all he has received and acquired in thy service. He would
offer it in tribute."
Kaid smiled sardonically. "It is a thin jest. When a traitor dies the
State confiscates his goods!"
"Thee calls him traitor. Does thee believe he has ever conspired against
thy life?"
Kaid shrugged his shoulders.
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