human
I dare not have spoken to thee, my son, said the old Khan, when he had joined Fazil, who was busily engaged washing the ashes from his face, neck, and arms,
gpt
Alas! father, returned the young man, sadly,
human
I know so much, and of such weighty matters, that my soul trembles under them. I would almost that I had not gone out last night, or that other lips than mine had to tell thee a tale of treachery and wrong-doing.
gpt
Son! I see it in thy face. The Wuzeer!
human
He is false, father--false,
gpt
Ah, I feared so; but speak, boy, how is it? Who told thee?
human
I need not say more to confirm it than that the King knows it, returned Fazil;
gpt
Ya Alla kureem! and where was this? By the Prophet, tell me, Fazil! My soul eats your words! speak, boy, quickly.