The Omaha morning bee., 1924-05-14
THE SEA-HAWK
firS rletur. Part Two By Rafael Sabatin

/ Ho 6ouau btHuiu SOlle PROOF OIL the
bad faith which she was forever urg
ling against the eorsair leader He
beheld the woman, but he discovered
about her no such signs as Fenzileh
| had suggested he must find, nor in
deed did he look for any. Out OF
curiosity had he obeyed her prompt
ing. But that and all else were for
gotten now in the contemplation OF
this noble ensample of northern won.
lanhood. statuesque almost in her ter.
rible restraint.
| He put forth a hand to touch her
arm. and she drew it back as if his
fingers We're of fire.
! lie sighed. "How inscrutable are
the ways of Allah, that He should suf-
| fer so luscious a fruit to hang from
the foul tree of infidelity!"
Tsamanni watching him craftily a
master sycophant profoundly learned
| in the art of playing upon his mas
tiers moods, made answer:
Even SO perchance that a faith
lful OF the prophets house may pluck
it. Verify all things are possible to
the one.'
Yet is it not set down In the book
| to be read that the daughters of the
infidel are not for true ~belieyers?''
And again he sighed.
But Tsamanni, knowing full we'll
how the Basha would like to be an.
swered, trimmed his reply to that
desire.
"Allah is great, and what hath be-
fallen once may we'll befall again,
my lord"
Asads kindling eyes flashed a
glance at his wazeer
"Thou meanest Fenzileh. But then.
by the mercy of Allah, | was rendered
the instrument of her enlightenment
1T may well be written that thou
shalt be the same again, my lord.
lmurmured the insdious Tsamanni.
There vas more stirring in his mind
than the mere desire to play the
courtier now Twixt Fenzileh and
himself there had long been feud
begotten of the jealousy which each
inspired the other where Asad was
concerned. Were Fenzileh removed
the wazeer's influence must grow and
spread to his own profit. 1t was a
thing of which he had often dreamed,
but dream he feared that was never
like to be realized, for Asad was age
ing, and the fires that had burned so
tiercely in his earlier years seemed
now to have consumed in him all
thought of women. Yet here was one
as by miracle, of beauty so amaz-
ing and so diverse from any that that
ever yet had feasted the Basha' 8
sight. that plainly she had acted as
la charm upon his senses.
'She is white as the SHOWS upon
the Atlas, luscious as the dates of
Tafilalt," he murmured fondly, his
cleaning eyes considering her whet
time she stood immovable before him.
Suddenly he looked about him. and
wheeled upon Tsamanni, his manner
swiftly becoming charged with anger.
Her face has been barred to thou
sand eyes and more" he cried.
Even that has been so before, re-
piled Tsamanni.
And then quite suddenly at their
elbow a voice that was naturally soft
and musical Of accent, but now rend-
cred harsh. cut in to ask:
What woman may this be-"
Startled. both the Basher and his
wazeer swung round. Fenzileh, be-
comingly yelled and hooded stood be-
fore them, escorted by Marzak. a
little behind them were the eunuchs
and the litter in which. unperceived
by Asad. she had been borne thither.
lDtSlue Tie lllltl olOOh iltt " dHDNit ;
Ayoub- Samin.
Asad scowled down upon her, for
he had not yet recovered from the
resentment she and Marzak had pro-
voked in him. Moreover, that in pri-
vate she should be lacking in the re.
spect which was his due was evil
enough, though he had tolerated it..
But that she should make so bold as
to thrust in and question him in this
peremptory fashion before all the
world was more than his dignity
could suffer. Never yet had she dared
so much. nor would she have dared
it now but that her sudden anxiety
had effaeed all caution from her mind
She had seen the look with which
Asad had been considering that love
lv slave. and not only jealousy but
positive fear awoxe in her. Her hold
upon Asad was growing tenuous. To
snap 1t utterly no more was neces'
sary than that he who of late years
had scarce bestowed thought or
glance upon a woman should be taken
with the fancy to bring some new
recruit to his harem.
Hence her desperate, reckless cour-
age to stand thus before him now.
for although her face was yelled
there was hardy arrogance IN every
line Of her figure. or his scowl she
took no slightest heed.
"If this be the slave fetched by
Sakr- r-el.Bahr from England then ru-
NOR has lied to me- she said Il vow
1t was scarce worth so long a voyage
and the endangering so many valuable
Muslin lives to fetch this yellow
faced, long -shanked daughter of per
dition into Barsary."
Asads surprise beat down his an
ger. He was not subtle.
"Yellow-faced? Longs h n k d.
quoth he. Then reading Fenzileh at
last. he displayed a slow. crooked
smile. Already have ! observed thee
to grow hard OF hearing, and now
thy sight is falling, too. it seems. AS
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