in high places dies in Egypt, it may be one
death or another. No one inquires too closely. He died in Kaid Pasha's
Palace, where other men have died, and none has inquired too closely.
To-day they told me at the Palace that his carriage was seen to leave
with himself and Mizraim the Chief Eunuch. Whatever the object, he was
secretly taken to his house from the Palace, and his brother Nahoum
seized upon his estate in the early morning.

"I think that no one knows the truth. But it is all in the hands of
God. We can do nothing more. Thee must go. Thee should not have come.
In England thee will forget, as thee should forget. In Egypt I shall
remember, as I should remember."

"Thee," she repeated softly. "I love the Quaker thee. My grandmother was
an American Quaker. She always spoke like that. Will you not use thee
and thou in speaking to me, always?"

"We are not likely to speak together in any language in the future," he
answered. "But now thee must go, and I will--"

"My cousin, Mr. Lacey, is waiting for me in the garden," she answered.
"I shall be safe with him." She moved towards the door. He caught the
handle to turn it, when there came the noise of loud talking, and the
sound of footsteps in the court-yard. He opened the door slightly and
looked out, then closed it quickly. "It is Nahoum Pasha," he said.
"Please, the other room," he added, and pointed to a curtain. "There is
a window leading on a garden. The garden-gate opens on a street leading
to the Ezbekiah Square and your hotel."

"But, no, I shall stay here," she said. She drew down her veil, then
taking from her pocket another, arranged it also, so that her face was
hidden.

"Thee must go," he said--"go quickly." Again he pointed.

"I will remain," she rejoined, with determination, and seated herself in
a chair.

CHAPTER X. THE FOUR WHO KNEW

There was a knocking at the door. David opened it. Nahoum Pasha stepped
inside, and stood still a moment looking at Hylda. Then he made low
salutation to her, touched his hand to his lips and breast saluting
David, and waited.

"What is thy business, pasha?" asked David quietly, and motioned towards
a chair.

"May thy path be on the high hills, Saadat-el-basha. I come for a favour
at thy hands." Nahoum sat down. "What favour is mine to give to Nahoum
Pasha?"

"The Prince has given thee supreme place--it was mine but yesterday. It
is well. To the deserving be the fruits of deserving."

"Is merit,