'Are you a Jew, you scoundrel?' said the Guebre, 'that is the only thing
worth being. Bring some wine, you accursed Giaour!'
'Instantly,' said Kisloch, 'and a pilau.' 'And a gazelle stuffed with
almonds,' said Calidas. 'And some sugar-plums,' said the Negro. 'Quick,
you infernal Gentile, or I'll send this javelin in your back,' hallooed
the Guebre.
The servile Abdallah hastened away, and soon bustled back, bearing two
flagons of wine, and followed by four servants, each with a tray covered
with dainties.
'Where are you going, you accursed scoundrels?' grumbled Kisloch; 'wait
upon the true believers.' 'We shall be more free alone,' whispered
Calidas. 'Away, then, dogs,' growled Kisloch. Abdallah and his
attendants hurried off, but were soon summoned back.
'Why did you not bring Schiraz wine?' asked Calidas, with an eye of
fire.
'The pilau is overdone,' thundered Kisloch. 'You have brought a lamb
stuffed with pistachio-nuts, instead of a gazelle with almonds,' said
the Guebre.
'Not half sugar-plums enough,' said the Negro. 'Everything is wrong,'
said Kisloch. 'Go, and get us a kabob.'
In time, however, even this unmanageable crew were satisfied; and,
seated under their plane-tree, and stuffing themselves with all the
dainties of the East, they became more amiable as their appetites
decreased.
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