Ayesha's silver notes seemed to puzzle Leo's half-awakened intellect, as also I did her corpselike wrappings.However, he said nothing at the time, but drank off his soup greedily enough, and then turned over and slept again till the evening.When he woke for the second time he saw me, and began to question me as to what had happened, but I had to put him off as best I could till the morrow, when he awoke almost miraculously better.Then I told him something of his illness and of my doings, but as Ayesha was present Icould not tell him much except that she was the queen of the country, and well disposed towards us, and that it was her pleasure to go veiled; for, though of course I spoke in English, I was afraid that she might understand what we were saying from the expression of our faces, and, besides, I remembered her warning.
On the following day Leo got up almost entirely recovered.The flesh wound in his side was healed, and his constitution, naturally a vigorous one, had shaken off the exhaustion consequent on his terrible fever with a rapidity that I can only attribute to the effects of the wonderful drug which Ayesha had given to him, and also to the fact that his illness had been too short to reduce him very much.With his returning health came back full recollection of all his adventures up to the time when he had lost consciousness in the marsh, and of course of Ustane also, to whom I had discovered he had grown considerably attached.Indeed, he overwhelmed me with questions about the poor girl, which I did not dare to answer, for after Leo's first wakening _i_ She _i_ had sent for me, and again warned me solemnly that I was to reveal nothing of the story to him, delicately hinting that if I did it would be the worse for me.
_i_ She _i_ also, for the second time, cautioned me not to tell Leo anything more than I was obliged about herself, saying that she would reveal herself to him in her own time.
Indeed, her whole manner changed.After all that I had seen I had expected that she would take the earliest opportunity of claiming the man she believed to be her old-world lover, but this, for some reason of her own, which was at the time quite inscrutable to me, she did not do.All that she did was to attend to his wants quietly, and with a humility which was in striking contrast with her former imperious bearing, addressing him always in a tone of something very like respect, and keeping him with her as much as possible.Of course his curiosity was as much excited about this mysterious woman as my own had been, and he was particularly anxious to see her face, which I had, without entering into particulars, told him was as lovely as her form and voice.This in itself was enough to raise the expectations of any young man to a dangerous pitch, and had it not been that he had not as yet completely shaken off the effects of illness, and was much troubled in his mind about Ustane, of whose affection and brave devotion he spoke in touching terms, I have no doubt that he would have entered into her plans, and fallen in love with her by anticipation.As it was, however, he was simply wildly curious, and also, like myself, considerably awed, for though no hint had been given to him by Ayesha of her extraordinary age, he not unnaturally came to identify her with the woman spoken of on the potsherd.At last, quite driven into a corner by his continual questions, which he showered on me while he was dressing on this third morning, I referred him to Ayesha, saying, with perfect truth, that I did not know where Ustane was.
Accordingly, after Leo had eaten a hearty breakfast, we adjourned into _i_ She _i_ 's presence, for her mutes had orders to admit us at all hours.
_i_ She _i_ was, as usual, seated in what, for want of a better term, we called her boudoir, and on the curtains being drawn she rose from her couch and, stretching out both hands, came forward to greet us, or rather Leo; for I, as may be imagined, was now quite left in the cold.It was a pretty sight to see her veiled form gliding towards the sturdy young Englishman, dressed in his gray-flannel suit; for though he is half a Greek in blood, Leo is, with the exception of his hair, one of the most English-looking men I ever saw.He has nothing of the supple form or slippery manner of the modern Greek about him, though I presume that he got his remarkable personal beauty from his foreign mother, whose portrait he resembles not a little.He is very tall and big-chested, and yet not awkward, as so many big men are, and his head is set upon him in such a fashion as to give him a proud and vigorous air, which was well translated in his Amahagger name of the "Lion.""Greeting to thee, my young stranger lord," she said, in her softest voice."Right glad am I to see thee upon thy feet.Believe me, had I not saved thee at the last, never wouldst thou have stood upon those feet again.But the danger is done, and it shall be my care"and she flung a world of meaning into the words"that it doth return no more."Leo bowed to her, and then, in his best Arabic, thanked her for all her kindness and courtesy in caring for one unknown to her.
"Nay," she answered, softly, "ill could the world spare such a man.Beauty is too rare upon it.Give me no thanks, who am made happy by thy coming.""Humph! old fellow," said Leo aside to me, in English, "the lady is very civil.We seem to have tumbled into clover.I hope that you have made the most of your opportunities.By Jove! what a pair of arms she has got!"I nudged him in the ribs to make him keep quiet, for Icaught sight of a gleam from Ayesha's veiled eyes, which were regarding me curiously.
"I trust," went on Ayesha, "that my servants have attended well upon thee; if there can be comfort in this poor place, be sure it waits on thee.Is there aught that I can do for thee more?""Yes, O _i_ She _i_ ," answered Leo, hastily."I would fain know whither the young lady who was looking after me has gone to.""Ah," said Ayesha: "the girl-yes, I saw her.Nay, Iknow not; she said that she would go, I know not whither.Perchance she will return, perchance not.It is wearisome waiting on the sick, and these savage women are fickle."Leo looked both sulky and distressed at this intelligence.
"It's very odd," he said to me, in English; and then addressing _i_ She _i_ , "I cannot understand," he said; "the young lady and Iwell, in short, we had a regard for each other."Ayesha laughed a little very musically, and then turned the subject.
