"Even so."
The host released the eager face of the Emir from his gaze, while he sought a date in the basket.
"Another horoscope--the second"--he then said, quietly, "revealed everything but the hero"s name. He is to be of kingly birth, and a Turk.
Though a lad, he is already used to arms and armor."
"Oh! by Allah, Hadji," cried the guest, his face flushed, his words quick, his voice mandatory. "Release me from my pledge of silence. Tell me who thou art, that I may report thee, and the things thou sayest.
There was never such news to warm a heroic heart."
The Prince pursued his explanation without apparently noticing the interruption noticing the interruption.
"To verify the confidences of the stars, I sought the Magus in his chapel by the sacred river. Together we consulted them, and made the calculations. He embraced me; but it was agreed between us that absolute verity of the finding could only be had by re-casting the horoscopes at Constantinople. Thou must know, O Emir, there is an astral alphabet which has its origin in the inter-relations of the heavenly bodies, represented by lines impalpable to the common eye; know also that the most favored adept cannot read the mystic letters with the a.s.surance best comporting with verity, except he be at the place of the destined event or revolution. To possess myself of the advantage, I shall ere long visit the ancient capital. More plainly, I am on the way thither now."
Instead of allaying the eagerness of the Emir, the words excited it the more.
"Release me from my pledge," he repeated, entreatingly, "and tell me who thou art. Mahommed is my pupil; he rides, carries shield, lays lance, draws arrow, and strikes with sword and axe as I have taught him. Thou canst not name a quality characteristic of heroes he does not possess.
Doth Allah permit me safe return from the Hajj, he will be first to meet me at his father"s gate. Think what happiness I should have in saluting him there with the t.i.tle--Hail Mahommed, Conqueror of Constantinople!"
The Jew answered:
"I would gladly help thee, O Emir, to happiness and promotion; for I see what afterwhile, if not presently, they would follow such a salutation of thy pupil, if coupled with a sufficient explanation; but his interests are paramount; at the same time it becomes me to be allegiant to the divinatory stars. What rivalries the story might awaken! It is not uncommon in history, as thou mayst know, that sons of promise have been cut off by jealous fathers. I am not accusing the great Amurath; nevertheless precautions are always proper."
The speaker then became dramatic.
"Nay, brave Emir, the will to help thee has been already seconded by the deed. I spoke but now of lines of correspondence between the shining lights that are the life of the sky at night. Let me ill.u.s.trate my meaning. Observe the lamps about us. The five on the uprights. Between them, in the air, two stars of interwoven form are drawn. Take the lamps as determining points, and use thy fancy a moment."
The Emir turned to the lamps; and the host, swift to understand the impulse, gave him time to gratify it; then he resumed:
"So the fields of Heaven between the stars, where the vulgar see only darkness, are filled with traceries infinite in form yet separable as the letters of the alphabet. They are the ciphers in which Allah writes his reasons for every creation, and his will concerning it. There the sands are numbered, and the plants and trees, and their leaves, and the birds, and everything animate; there is thy history, and mine, and all of little and great and good and bad that shall befall us in this life.
Death does not blot out the records. Everlastingly writ, they shall be everlastingly read--for the shame of some, for the delight of others."
"Allah is good," said the Emir, bending his head.
"And now," the Mystic continued, "thou hast eaten and drunk with me in the Pentagram of the Magii. Such is the astral drawing between the five lamps. Henceforth in conflicts of interest, fortune against fortune, influences undreamt of will come to thy a.s.sistance. So much have I already done for thee."
The Emir bowed lower than before.
"Nor that alone," the Jew continued. "Henceforth our lives will run together on lines never divergent, never crossing. Be not astonished, if, within a week, I furnish, to thy full satisfaction, proof of what I am saying."
The expression could not be viewed except as of more than friendly interest.
"Should it so happen," the Emir said, with warmth, "consider how unfortunate my situation would be, not knowing the name or country of my benefactor."
The host answered simply, though evasively:
"There are reasons of state, O Emir, requiring me to make this pilgrimage unknown to any one."
The Emir apologized.
"It is enough," the host added, "that thou remember me as the Prince of India, whose greatest happiness is to believe in Allah and Mahomet his Prophet; at the same time I concede we should have the means of certainly knowing each other should communication become desirable hereafter."
He made a sign with his right hand which the negro in waiting responded to by pa.s.sing around in front of him.
"Nilo," the master said in Greek, "bring me the two malachite rings--those with the turquoise eyes."
The slave disappeared.
"Touching the request to be released from the promise of secrecy, pardon me, O Emir, if I decline to grant it. The verification to be made in Constantinople should advise thee that the revolution to which I referred is not ripe for publication to the world. A son might be excused for dishonoring his parents; but the Magus who would subject the divine science to danger of ridicule or contempt by premature disclosure is fallen past hope--he would betray Allah himself."
The Emir bowed, but with evident discontent. At length the slave returned with the rings.
"Observe, O Emir," the Jew said, pa.s.sing them both to his guest, "they are rare, curious, and exactly alike."
The circlets were of gold, with raised settings of deep green stone, cut so as to leave a drop of pure turquoise on the top of each, suggestive of birds" eyes.
"They are exactly the same, O Prince," said the Emir, tendering them back.
The Jew waved his hand.
"Select one of them," he said, "and I will retain the other. Borne by messengers, they will always identify us each to the other."
The two grew more cordial, and there was much further conversation across the board, interspersed with attentions to the fruit basket and pomegranate water. About midnight the Emir took his departure. When he was gone, the host walked to and fro a long time; once he halted, and said aloud--"I hear his salute, "Hail Mahommed, Conqueror of Constantinople !" It is always well to have a store of strings for one"s bow."
And to himself he laughed heartily.
Next day at dawn the great caravan was afoot, every man, woman, and child clad in _Ihram_, and whitening the pale green Valley.
CHAPTER VII
AT THE KAABA
The day before the pilgrimage.
A cloud had hung over the valley where Mecca lies like drift in the bed of a winding gorge. About ten o"clock in the morning the cloud disappeared over the summit of Abu Kubays in the east. The promise of rain was followed by a simoom so stifling that it plunged every breathing thing into a struggle for air. The dogs burrowed in the shade of old walls; birds flew about with open beaks; the herbage wilted, and the leaves on the stunted shrubs ruffled, then rolled up, like drying cinnamon. If the denizens of the city found no comfort in their houses of stone and mud, what suffering was there for the mult.i.tude not yet fully settled in the blistering plain beyond the bluffs of Arafat?
The zealous pilgrim, obedient to the law, always makes haste to celebrate his arrival at the Holy City by an immediate visit to the Haram. If perchance he is to see the enclosure for the first time, his curiosity, in itself pardonable, derives a tinge of piety from duty. The Prince of India but ill.u.s.trated the rule. He left his tents pitched close to those of the Emir El Hajj and the Scherif of Mecca, under the Mountain of Mercy, as Arafat was practically translated by the very faithful. Having thus a.s.sured the safety of his property, for conveniency and greater personal comfort he took a house with windows looking into the Mosque. By so doing, he maintained the dignity of his character as a Prince of India. The beggars thronging his door furnished lively evidence of the expectations his t.i.tle and greatness had already excited.
With a guide, his suite, and Nilo shading his head with an umbrella of light green paper, the Prince appeared in front of the chief entrance to the sacred square from the north. [Footnote: The Bab el Vzyadeh.]
The heads of the party were bare; their countenances becomingly solemn; their _Ihram_ fresh and spotlessly white. Pa.s.sing slowly on, they were conducted under several outside arches, and down a stairway into a hall, where they left the umbrella and their shoes.
The visitor found himself then in a cloister of the Mosque with which the area around the Kaaba is completely enclosed. There was a pavement of undressed flags, and to the right and left a wilderness of tall pillars tied together by arches, which in turn supported domes. Numbers of people, bareheaded and barefooted, to whom the heat outside was insupportable, were in refuge there; some, seated upon the stones, revolved their rosaries; others walked slowly about. None spoke. The silence was a tribute to the ineffable sanct.i.ty of the place. The refreshing shade, the solemn hush, the whiteness of the garments were suggestive of sepulchres and their spectral tenantry.
In the square whither the Prince next pa.s.sed, the first object to challenge his attention was the Kaaba itself. At sight of it he involuntarily stopped.