Ithamar must throw himself between the Sultan and
Abidan, Medad fall back on Ithamar. Scherirah must guard the capital.
Honain, you are Regent. And so farewell. I shall set off to-night.
Courage, brave companions. 'Tis a storm, but many a cedar survives the
thunderbolt.'
The council broke up.
'My own Scherirah!' said the Caliph, as they retired, 'stay awhile.
I would speak with you alone. Honain,' continued Alroy, following the
Grand Vizir out of the chamber, and leaving Scherirah alone, 'Honain, I
have not yet interchanged a word with you in private. What think you of
all this?'
'Sire, I am prepared for the worst, but hope the best.'
''Tis wise. If Abner could only keep that Karasmian in check! I am about
to speak with Scherirah alone. I do suspect him much.'
'I'll answer for his treason.'
'Hah! I do suspect him. Therefore I give him no command. I would not
have him too near his old companion, eh? We will garrison the city with
his rebels.'
'Sire, these are not moments to be nice. Scherirah is a valiant captain,
a very valiant captain, but lend me thy signet ring, I pray thee, Sire.'
Alroy turned pale.
'No, Sir, it has left me once, and never shall again. You have touched
upon a string that makes me sad.
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