The King's Talisman — page 153: what you’re looking at

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144 THE KING'S TALISMAN. «A woman! Years ago! Surely I Suddenly Ali Kinah stopped, and turned pale. He trembled at every joint, and looked imploringly into the dervise’s face. «You remember it now?” Abdah Nazor said. «*T know what I think; but that cannot be the truth. No, no, I do not yet comprehend you.” “Yes, you do, Ali. I know by your manner you have suessed the truth.” ‘‘But that woman is dead, and surely no power can claim the treasure now.” ‘‘ Father,” uttered Noureddin, in a trembling tone, as he placed his hand upon Ali Kinah’s arm, ‘‘ you have not used that which was deposited with you in trust?” ‘““No, my boy. That which was placed in my hands I have multiplied, by twice ten thousand; but she who gave it me has gone from earth.” _ “She lives, Ali,” the dervise said. ‘‘ The old woman of the cave—Ossifrage—is she who gave you the trust, and she acted for me. ‘That treasure was mine—MINE, Ali, and now I must have it back again.” Then Abdah Nazor turned to Noureddin, who stood ut- terly astounded at what he had heard, and said: ‘Wait you here, afew moments, my son, while I speak with your father apart.” Ali Kinah followed the old man froth the reom with a trembling step, and Noureddin was left in a state of sus- pense not easily described. What he had heard had com- pletely bound up his reasoning faculties, and attempting to fathom the mystery was like a night-lost traveler in a bog, where every attempt at extrication was sure to lead into deeper trouble. At first he had feared for his father’s honesty, but Ali Kinah’s manner had dispelled that doubt, and of nothing else could he conceive, save that his parent dared not deliver up the trust to Abdah Nazor which he had Eomicbooks €O