he dreaded; and when he spoke the truth, as though unconsciously, she
felt she must cry out and rush from the room. He recalled to her the
scene in the little tapestried room as vividly as though it was there
before her eyes, and it had for the moment all the effect of a hideous
nightmare. At last, however, she met David's eyes, and they guided her,
for in them was a steady strength and force which gave her confidence.
At first he also had been overcome inwardly, but his nerves were cool,
his head was clear, and he listened to Nahoum, thinking out his course
meanwhile.

He owed this man much. He had taken his place, and by so doing had
placed his life in danger. He had killed the brother upon the same
day that he had dispossessed the favourite of office; and the debt was
heavy. In office Nahoum had done after his kind, after the custom of
the place and the people; and yet, as it would seem, the man had had
stirrings within him towards a higher path. He, at any rate, had not
amassed riches out of his position, and so much could not be said of
any other servant of the Prince Pasha. Much he had heard of Nahoum's
powerful will, hidden under a genial exterior, and behind his friendly,
smiling blue eyes. He had heard also of cruelty--of banishment, and of
enemies removed from his path suddenly, never to be seen again; but,
on the whole, men spoke with more admiration of him than of any other
public servant, Armenian Christian in a Mahommedan country though he
was. That very day Kaid had said that if Nahoum had been less eager to
control the State, he might still have held his place. Besides, the man
was a Christian--of a mystic, half-legendary, obscure Christianity; yet
having in his mind the old faith, its essence and its meaning, perhaps.
Might not this Oriental mind, with that faith, be a power to redeem
the land? It was a wonderful dream, in which he found the way, as he
thought, to atone somewhat to this man for a dark injury done.

When Nahoum stopped speaking David said: "But if I would have it, if it
were well that it should be, I doubt I have the power to make it so."

"Saadat-el-bdsha, Kaid believes in thee to-day; he will not believe
to-morrow if thou dost remain without initiative. Action, however
startling, will be proof of fitness. His Highness shakes a long spear.
Those who ride with him must do battle with the same valour. Excellency,
I have now great riches--since Death smote Foorgat Bey in the
forehead"--s