. Hark!
is that delusion, or do those sounds actually fall upon her waking
ear? Now she rouses, and like a startled fawn listens to hear from
whence come those magic notes, and by whom could they be uttered.
She stood electrified with amazement.
And still there fell upon her ear the song of her native hills,
breathed in a soft, low chant, to the accompaniment of a guitar, and
in notes that seemed to thrill her very soul while she listened.
They came evidently from beyond the seraglio wall, and from some
boatman on the river. Then a sort of superstitious awe crept over
the slave as she remembered that it was in these very waters that
Aphiz had been drowned. Had his spirit come back to sing to her the
song they had so often sung together? Thus she thought while she
listened, and still the same sweet familiar notes came daintily over
the night air to her ears. The only spot that commanded a view
beyond the wall was occupied by the sentinel, and Komel could not
gratify the almost irresistible desire to satisfy herself with her
own eyes from whence these well remembered notes came. It was either
Aphiz's spirit, or the voice of one born and bred among her native
hills--of this she felt assured.
So marked was her excitement, and so peculiar her behaviour, that
the guard seemed at last aroused to take notice of the affair, and
in his ignorance of the circumstances, presumed that the serenader,
who could be seen in a small boat on the river from the spot where
he stood, was attempting some intrigue with the Sultan's people, and
knowing well the object of his being placed there was to prevent
such things, he took particular note of both the slave and the
serenader for many minutes, until at last, satisfied of the
correctness of his surmise, he resolved to gain for himself some
credit with his officer, by making an example of the venturesome
boatman, whoever he might be.
Where the sentinel stood, as we have said, he could command a
perfect view of the spot from whence the song came, and also discern
the serenader himself. He saw him, too, pull the little egg-shell
caique in which he sat still nearer the wall of the seraglio. Komel,
too, had observed the guard, and now perceived that it was evident
by his actions that he saw some tangible form from whence came that
dear song; and as she saw him deliberately raise and aim his carbine
towards that direction, she could not suppress an involuntary scream
as she beheld the Tur
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