human
Gently, O Syn, cried one;
gpt
Ulla dilâyâ to léonga!
human
Nay, but thou canst not enter here, Syn. This is the private court of the Hareem, and thou must be silent,
gpt
Ulla dilâyâ to léonga!
human
The fellow is mad or drunk. Here, Jemadar, cried another voice;
gpt
Who can this be? thought the Meerza.
human
This is no common cry. I must see the worthy Syud out, and get speech of the crier.
gpt
Ulla dilâyâ----
human
Ho there! cried the secretary;
gpt
Some drunken Fakeer, my lord, returned one of the guards, looking up,
human
Keep him, and I will come down presently,
gpt
Some Fakeer, my lord, he continued to the King, but answering his look of intelligence,
human
If he be one of my men come after me, said the Syud,
gpt
You may go, Meer Sahib, said the King;
human
Your servant will be present without fail, returned the Syud, humbly.
gpt
Would that his power were equal to his devotion in the King's service!
human
Return directly, said the King, in a whisper, to his secretary, as the holy man waddled slowly to the door.
gpt
I know who it is; bring him hither at once. Hast thou forgotten the Jogi of the temple?
human
Hither? that fearful man!
gpt
Yes, and at once--any excuse--say he does exorcism--anything.
human
At once, continued the King, positively,
gpt
I will have him searched at any rate, thought the Meerza, as he descended the narrow stair.
human
Take care, Meer Sahib, the light is uncertain. Ah, here we are. Who is that, Abdulla, that was crying out?
gpt
I know not, my lord. He is some drunken Fakeer, no doubt; and they have tied him up, I hear.
human
He may be wanted above, whispered the Meerza.
gpt
Let him follow me, and without notice or hindrance. Some exorcism is needed--you understand--within----
human
Who dared question royal secrets?
gpt
Coming, Meer Sahib; I only looked for my shoes,