From dawn till dusk the day of festival had been passed in brief, light-hearted excursions into the desert, sports, and those infantile amusements so dear to the complex Oriental mind, during all of which Zarah had walked amongst her men with Ralph Trenchard at her side.
Anticipating the great feast which would be spread for them an hour after sunset, the men refrained from eating more than a handful of dates, whilst drinking innumerable cups of black coffee, so that they moved about restlessly during the day, walking lightly and talking excitedly, with eyes which shone like polished stones.
They chased each other like goats over the rocks, wrestled1 friendly-wise like boys, inspected the cooking-pots and worried, almost to death, the patient, downtrodden womenfolk, whose only share of the entertainment would be the scraps2 left over from the feast.
So mercurial3 became the atmosphere towards sunset that the men roared with laughter when, laden4 with a bowl of spicy5 stew6, of which the chief ingredients were kangaroo-rat and rice, the fourth wife of Bowlegs slipped on the steps and immersed herself in the succulent mess. They picked her up and, in all fun, threw her into the river, and stripped and dived in after her, fighting each other for the privilege of saving her, before she disappeared into the cavern7 through which the river raced. They fought each other light-heartedly. They looked upon Zarah the Beautiful more in the light of a trust from the dead Sheikh whom they had loved than their real leader. Superstition8 and animal magnetism9 bound them[218] to her more than anything else, and they saw no harm in her marrying the white prisoner for a space, so long as there should be nothing permanent in the union.
Everything had been arranged for a happy ending to the day.
After the feast Zarah and her white lover would appear, followed by one of the many bands of the Ghowazy-Barameke, which are formed from a certain tribe of hereditary10 prostitutes who wander through city, town and village and from oasis11 to oasis.
Following that diversion, the Patriarch would arise, clothed in new raiment, to acquaint the white man of the honour which the community intended to confer upon him, incidentally allowing him to understand that, if he liked, he could choose death in preference to tying a tiger-cat to his hearthrug.
Not that they thought he would for one moment.
They knew of the long hours the two had spent together far into the night; of the rides à deux they had taken in the desert at sunrise, sunset, and in the light o’ the moon; had seen him clasping the girl to his heart after the passing of the poisonous pestilence12 only seven days ago, and, quite naturally, had put their own construction upon it all.
Who wouldn’t?
And knowing as much about the Western mind as their mistress, were just as completely at sea as she.
Having seen nothing of Helen since the night when Al-Asad had whipped them into fury with the tales of her ingratitude13 and mocking, and with other and more interesting things than her death upon their minds, they had ceased to think about her; in fact, if it had not been for the hatred14 of their womenfolk, which had been roused by the Nubian’s tales of her mocking of them, some of them would have quite willingly sent her back to Hutah. They were too well-fed, too secure, for hate or love to endure. They worried about nothing, yet a certain restlessness and[219] incertitude15 caused them to press about Ralph Trenchard when he walked, most friendly-wise, amongst them this day of festival; to lightly finger his clothes, to brush against him and to look at him in the strange, unseeing manner of the Oriental, lost in contemplation.
So mercurial became the atmosphere after the feasting in the great Hall, where the men filled the vacuum caused by abstinence with highly spiced viands16 and wines forbidden by the Prophet, that it required but a spark to set their minds ablaze17.
Replete18, they lay upon the floor chiding19 and tormenting20 the elder and more ugly of the women, who ran amongst them with braziers and coffee or with bowls of water for the washing of hands, whilst the younger ones sped hither-thither in the task of clearing away the débris of the feast before the advent21 of the mistress they so sorely dreaded22.
Al-Asad sat cross-legged upon the floor near the steps leading up to the dais. Nude23, save for the loin-cloth, he looked a giant amongst the men who, barefooted or sandalled, with black or striped kerchief round the head, lounged in the long shirt, open to the waist and bound about the middle by the leather thong24, universally worn by the Arab. The Patriarch, wrapped in a cloak which added much to his dignity, sat upon a pile of cushions near the first of the columns. Blind Yussuf sat upon the floor against the wall, with “His Eyes” beside him.
Following upon the blind man’s whisper of Helen’s name one whole long week ago, the subsequent and strange behaviour of “His Eyes” had given Ralph Trenchard cause to think.
The dumb youth would touch him upon the arm to attract his attention, then touch his face and point insistently25 at the rock wall behind which Helen lived, and, illiterate26, as are most Arabs, would shake his head when offered pencil and paper.
He had tried vainly by sign to acquaint the white man[220] of the white woman’s presence in the camp, a piece of self-constituted diplomacy27 which would have much displeased28 Yussuf.
True, he had not subsisted30 upon a handful of dates and unlimited31 cups of strong coffee throughout the day, but Yussuf’s whispered word, the youth’s strange pantomime, a certain watchfulness32 he noticed amongst the men, and an extraordinary solicitude33 for his comfort and welfare on the part of Zarah, had wellnigh brought him to the limit of endurance during the past week. The novelty had worn off, the salt had lost its savour, and he had determined34, poor, unsuspecting soul, as he waited to make his way to the great Hall to witness the dancing, to start for Hutah within the next ten days.
In one word, everyone was on tenter-hooks this festive35 eve, and as ready to fly at each other’s throat as any two wild beasts of the desert. The rock-pigeons, sparrows, hoopoes and other birds which abounded36 in this watered sanctuary37 in a desert waste rose in clouds at the ringing shouts of laughter and ribald jokes with which the men greeted Zarah’s herald38, the camp jester, in the misshapen form of a dwarf39 holding a veritable tangle40 of black and white monkeys. Following him came four handsome youths carrying gigantic circular fans of peacock feathers, and after them fifteen little maids—who ought to have been abed—with bowls of perfumed water, which they sprinkled on the floor.
Then the men sprang to their feet and shouted, until Helen, alone, desperate from the solitude41 of the last terrible week, ran to her door, only to be pushed back, and none too gently, by the surly negress, who longed inordinately42 to be with her sisters as they devoured43 the remains44 of the great feast.
Zarah entered alone, her immense jewel-encrusted train sweeping45 like a flood over Yussuf’s feet as he crept[221] stealthily along the wall and slipped through the door into the night.
For an instant she stopped so that the men should fully46 take in the beautiful picture she made against the flaring47 orange lining48 of her train.
Her limbs showed snow-white through the transparent49 voluminous trousers, her body, bare save for the glittering breast-plates and jewelled bands which held it, shone like ivory, whilst she seemed to tower, even amongst her men, owing to the mass of black and orange osprey which sprang from the centre of her jewelled head-dress.
Fifteen little boys—who too ought to have been abed—spread wide her train as she walked slowly over the wonderful mosaic50 floor, with all the grace of her Andalusian mother, between the rows of shouting men. She stayed for one moment as she drew level with the Nubian standing51 like a giant, and, under the impulse of her innate52 cruelty, looked at him sweetly from half-closed eyes.
He raised his hands to his forehead, so that a mark made by pearly teeth showed upon his arm, and looked at her from head to foot and smiled as the crimson53 swept her face. Then he gathered the full burden of her train into his arms and followed her up the seven steps and spread it wide as she sat down in the ivory chair, then knelt and kissed her knees and her golden-sandalled feet.
She leant back and watched the thirty children climb on to the stone stools, upon which had sat the thirty Holy Fathers centuries ago, and looked down at the hawklike54, eager men who watched her, and up to the star-strewn, vaulted55 ceiling, from which hung silver lamps which drew lustre56 from her jewels and her eyes and the precious stones glittering in the columns.
Against the golden background of the Byzantine wall, with the great fans moving slowly above her head, she was barbaric in her beauty, and not for one moment did she or the men doubt that the white man had fallen a victim to her enchantment57.
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She rose when Ralph Trenchard stood in the doorway58 looking across the hall in bewilderment, and, holding out her hands, descended60 the steps, her great glittering train spread out behind her like an enormous fan. She walked slowly, whilst the men whispered remarks, which were better left unprinted, the one to the other, and the fifteen mites61 leapt from the stools, upon which had stood the prisoners from Damascus, and ran to lift her train as she turned with her hand in Ralph Trenchard’s.
He looked at her from head to foot. He gazed at the superb figure, the jewels, the beautiful face, the crimson-tipped fingers, and, with all the perversity62 of the human, was suddenly overwhelmed with a longing63 for just one glimpse of the girl he had loved, in her riding kit64, with her sweet, laughing, fair face turned up to the light of the stars.
“Thank God,” he said to himself as he walked up the steps by the side of the beautiful Arabian. “Thank heaven this is the end of this awful time, and I shall soon be riding back along the road I came with her, my Helen.”
He looked down at the men, to find their eyes fixed65 upon him, and wondered vaguely66 at the feeling of tension that pervaded67 the place; then forgot all about it at the sound of a drum outside the great door.
With great shouting and to the shrilling68 of reed pipes and the throbbing69 of drums the dancers burst through the doorway. They had been enticed70 across the desert by the biggest fee they had ever been offered in the whole of their vagrant71 life, and had thoroughly72 enjoyed the blindfolding73 and their mysterious entry into the strange camp where they had been so lavishly74 entertained.
Men and women, youths and girls, virile75, joyous76, burned deep brown by the sun and the storm, with the knowledge of life in their flashing eyes, the love of adventure in their hearts and the call of great spaces in their vagabond blood, they stood quite still for a moment and then moved.
They danced to the sound of the drum, the shrilling[223] of reed pipes, the clapping of hands, the beating of bare feet. They danced in groups, in pairs; one, thin as a lath, supple78 as a snake, danced by herself, driving the men wellnigh mad, so that the silver lamps swung to their shouting until she dropped in a heap at the foot of the dais. They sang as they danced, until the echoes of the wild Arabian love songs and battle songs beat against the star-strewn, vaulted ceiling; they laughed and clapped their hands in joy, and swayed and rocked to a great moaning; they advanced to the foot of the dais, caring little, in the power of their ancestry79, which stretches back beyond the days of the Pharaohs, for the imperious woman who sprang from Allah knew where, or the man who, handsome as he was, came from a foreign land.
They danced for two hours. Danced to earn their huge fee, to amuse, to entertain, to end in dancing for the sheer love of it.
In and out of the columns and amongst the men went their slender bare feet to the flashing of knives, the clash of cymbals80 and the call of the Arabian love songs. They met, they parted, they met again; whilst the girl as thin as a lath, as supple as a snake, sprang up and stood upon one spot, moving only from her waist upwards81.
And as suddenly as they had come, as suddenly they departed, to the rolling of the drums and the reed pipes’ sweet shrilling, whilst some of the men crossed to the door to watch them descend59 the steps, and others got up and moved about, restless under the excitation of the nerves invariably caused by the Ghowazy-Barameke.
Followed a certain time set apart for the drinking of wines forbidden by the Prophet, the eating of the sweetmeats and the lighting82 of hubble-bubbles and cigarettes.
“You like it?” said Zarah, so softly, as Ralph Trenchard lit her cigarette. He bent83 to catch her words, then drew his great ivory chair nearer still and leaned towards her as he talked, upon which actions the men who watched put their own construction.
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“As gentle as the new-born tiger cub84,” quoted Bowlegs as he helped himself in right lordly fashion from the heaped-up tray offered him by his third wife, who, being childless, filled the post of drudge85 to the entire Bowleg family.
“As placid86 as the surface of the sands of death,” replied his neighbour as he looked at Zarah and winked87 at Bowlegs. “Allah grant we split not our sides with laughter when the claws of the tiger cub draw blood.”
“Or when he slips up to his neck in the sands of her displeasure.”
“What of the white woman? Has aught been prepared for her passing to Paradise or Johannam?”
“My heart is loth to send so fair a maid upon so long a journey. All women are cats, longing to sharpen their claws upon each other. Let us send her upon the road to Hutah, and so trick the gentle Zarah.”
“Nay....”
“Yea....”
Followed a heated sotto voce discussion, with interludes of gambling89 instigated90 by the Patriarch, who had grown a-weary of his new raiment, in which he found it difficult to find the dice91 and counters. The gambling spread right through the hall; the men were quiet, watching Zarah as she played every note in the scale of woman’s charm to enthral the man at her side, whilst he, thinking of Helen, replied mechanically to her questions.
And Helen, pale, with great shadows round her eyes, sat on her couch with her hands clasped in a desperate effort to keep herself well under control. For a week she had not been allowed outside the front of her building, nor had she seen Zarah or caught a sign of Yussuf amongst the rocks which towered around the little clearing behind.
When she had moved to the door or the windows she had met the negress, who had pushed her back, and none too[225] gently, whilst making sounds of anger in her throat. Her food had become scanty92 and badly cooked; her books had been taken one by one; she had been made to understand that to bathe in the river, ride, or visit the dogs, which had learned to love her, was forbidden.
When the shouts of laughter which greeted the dwarf with his tangle of monkeys rang through the night air, she jumped from the couch and ran out into the clearing at the back, whereupon, to her everlasting93 undoing94, the negress shifted her ungainly person into the direct centre of the doorway in the front of the building and lost herself in a great disgruntlement, whilst chewing the fragrant95 “kaat.”
Helen stopped dead in the middle of the clearing and pressed her hands upon her mouth.
Swinging hand over hand, dropping noiselessly from rock to rock, came Yussuf down the mountainside, with “His Eyes” upon his shoulders.
Fifteen feet above her they stood, side by side, upon a narrow ledge77, then, after a few whispered words, leapt like panthers and landed like great cats upon the sand of the clearing. Noiselessly they crossed to Helen, who stood, speechless, against the wall. In the merest whisper Yussuf asked her a question and repeated the answer to “His Eyes.”
There was no sound as the youth crept to the door and peered in, nor when, with his back to the wall and his dagger96 between his teeth, he stole round the room, his eyes fixed on the surly negress lost in her great disgruntlement. Neither did she make other sound than a little sigh when, struck by Fate from behind, she fell forward into Eternity97 with her mouth full of kaat.
“Quick, Excellency!” said Yussuf, when Helen cried out at the terrible scene. “There is no time to lose upon sympathy. That stroke of the dagger did but remove one who was but a little better than a beast and a little less evil than she who blinded me. Spill not thy heart’s[226] blood for such, but hasten, in the name of Allah, hasten to the white man, who even now is in the hands of the she-devil and my brethren, who know not what they do.”
“White man! What white man?”
Helen walked close to Yussuf and stared up into his sightless face.
“White man!” she whispered, her face ashen98 through the tumult99 of her heart. “What white man? In God’s name, in the name of Allah, tell me! Is it—is it——”
Yussuf caught her and shook her as she reeled up against him.
“Thou art brave, white woman; be not a coward now, when thy man waits for thee, surrounded by those who, inflamed100 with forbidden wine, will strike him down for a misplaced word. It is this wise. In the few words time and Fate allow me——”
Helen turned to “His Eyes,” who stood beside her, smiling and nodding his head, whilst the blind man talked. Then she placed her hand in Yussuf’s.
“ ... rush not in, Excellency,” finished Yussuf as they moved towards the door. “Listen to the words of the old man with the white hair and venerable beard. Wait until the thoughts of my brethren are fixed upon the white man, then—then do as Allah the Merciful bids thee, and may His blessing101 rest upon thee and thine throughout all time. I shall be within the Hall, likewise ‘Mine Eyes,’ when he has well hid the body of yon slave and has finished the task I have set him.”
Yussuf’s sandalled feet made no sound, the noise of Helen’s boots upon the rocks was deadened by the shouting from above as they sped like deer up the steep, deserted102 steps to the doorway of the Hall of Judgment103. With finger upon lips Yussuf slipped in unnoticed, leaving Helen in the shadows, staring across the great chamber104 to the dais, where sat Zarah, in all her barbaric loveliness, with Ralph Trenchard beside her.
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