Therefore bounty,
and safety, and all thy desires were thy due. Kaid is no ingrate--no, by
the hand of Moses that smote at Sinai!"
She made a pathetic motion of her hands. "By Harrik's death I am free, a
slave no longer. O my lord, where I go bounty and famine are the same."
Kaid took a step forward. "Let me see thy face," he said, something
strange in her tone moving him with awe.
She lowered her veil and looked him in the eyes. Her wan beauty smote
him, conquered him, the exquisite pain in her face filled Kaid's eyes
with foreboding, and pierced his heart.
"O cursed day that saw thee leave these walls! I did it for thy
good--thou wert so young; thy life was all before thee! But now--come,
Zaida, here in Kaid's Palace thou shalt have a home, and be at peace, for
I see that thou hast suffered. Surely it shall be said that Kaid honours
thee." He reached out to take her hand.
She had listened like one in a dream, but, as he was about to touch her,
she suddenly drew back, veiled her face, save for the eyes, and said in a
voice of agony: "Unclean, unclean! My lord, I am a leper!"
An awed and awful silence fell upon them all.
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