The King's Talisman — page 64: what you’re looking at

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THE KINGS TALISMAN. 55 to the horrible future that awaited her, she turned away her head and wept. Noureddin saw those tears, and he saw the heaving of that fair bosom, but he could frame no words of comfort for immediate utterance, though he knew full well whence came that grief. At the end of an hour the party reached a small oasis, where a gentle spring bubbled up at the foot of a huge rock, and while Selina sought her pavilion, the young man disposed his party for the night. Long after the fatigued eunuchs had fallen asleep, save those who had kept watch over the camels, did Noureddin pace to and fro upon the edge of the oasis. Half uttered sen- tences fell from his lips, and ever and anon he would stop, as though some startling thought had entered his mind. The sentinels watched his strange movements, but they dreamed not of the purpose that was growing up to life beneath his meditations. Selina had sought the repose of her couch, but sleep came not to her eyelids. Her mind was busy with the events of the past, while the gaunt specter of the future sat like an incubus upon her soul. Gomichbooks (Ef)